Romancing the R.A - By Ashelyn Drake Page 0,14
over Andy. I don’t want to tempt her into breaking her rule of not going after guys I like.
“Eee! I knew it. I could just tell. His lips are so full and—ugh, I’m so jealous of you right now. Tell me more. Were you two pawing at each other the whole time?”
“Not the whole time.” I can’t keep from smiling.
“Is he going to dinner with us?”
“No, he has plans with his dad. It’s just you and me.” I sling my arm across her shoulder and try to hide my disappointment at not being able to see Andy until later.
“I see. Since he’s not going to be around—”
“Whatever! You’re the one who keeps running away whenever he’s around. I love you for it, but I never asked you to leave.”
“I know. I’m only teasing.” She stands up. “Come on. I need to find a guy for me. The incoming freshman are seriously lacking in hotness. Maybe Andy knows another cute R.A. for me.”
“I’m sure you’ll meet some at the social tonight.”
“Are you and Andy going together?”
I shake my head. “He’s not sure if he’ll be back in time for the social, and now that I think about it, I’m not sure I want to go if he’s not going to be there.”
“Hello? What happened to helping your best friend find a guy of her own?”
“You said all the freshman guys weren’t good enough.”
“Ugh!” She pushes me out the door.
Dinner is uneventful. I keep expecting Andy to pop up. I even skip the main course and head straight for the yogurt and sprinkles. He doesn’t show. I know he won’t. I know he’s with his dad, but my heart sinks in my chest anyway.
“See anyone who looks like my type?” Julia slurps the last of her Mountain Dew.
“What?” I stare at her, noticing my yogurt is dripping down my hand.
“Serves you right for not paying attention to me.”
“I’ll be right back.” I get up, throw my cone in the garbage, and head to the bathroom.
“He’s been avoiding me all day,” some girl with long dark hair says as I walk into the bathroom. She’s at the mirror, putting on eyeliner, although she’s already wearing plenty.
“I’m sure he’s not avoiding you,” says the petite blonde girl with her. “He’s been working. That’s all.”
I wash my hands at the very last sink, so they don’t think I’m trying to listen in on their conversation, although they aren’t being the least bit quiet.
“Well, he won’t be able to ignore me tonight at the social. Not when he sees the dress I’m wearing.”
“You’re wearing a dress?”
“Yup. While everyone else is slumming it in jeans, I’ll look amazing. Andy won’t be able to take his eyes off me.”
“Andy?” I blurt out, not at all meaning to.
They both turn toward me.
“Sorry, it’s just I heard the name and I met someone today named Andy.”
The brunette eyes me. “It’s you.”
“Excuse me?” She can’t possibly know me.
She steps closer, looking down at me. “Andy is way out of your league. He’s only being nice to you because he has to. It’s part of his job as an R.A., so just stay away from him.”
Great. This girl has a thing for Andy. I guess I should’ve expected as much. I’m sure most of the girls on campus have noticed how gorgeous he is. “Look, I don’t want to get into this with you—”
“There’s nothing to get into because he’s not into you. Got it?”
“Then why did he kiss her?” I turn to see Julia in the doorway.
The brunette glances back and forth between Julia and me, probably trying to figure out if what Julia said is true. Just looking at her, I can tell she brought the drama of high school to college with her. And that means she’s probably not above fighting me for Andy. I love Julia for trying to back me up here, but I so don’t want to get a black eye at freshman orientation.
Chapter Seven
“I don’t think you want to mess up all that make up you used to cover up your hideous face, so I suggest you get out of here,” Julia says.
“Was I talking to you, bitch?” the girl whirls around on her.
“All I know is you better not be messing with my friend.” Julia steps toward her, not at all afraid. I wish I could say the same, but I’ve never been in a fight and I don’t want to start now.
“How do you know Andy?” I ask. It’s not that I want