Strictly Off Limits (Jade's College Diaries) by Crystal D. Spears Page B

costs. The lectures we have together he doesn’t sit near me in fact he makes it a point to sit all the way across the damn room. I should have poisoned the damn Jade water dammit. He’s even fucking more girls than he was before our little card table screw. I wouldn’t even care about that if he would just talk to me. I don’t understand what his problem is and I am sick of it. I need to stop staring at him, but his voice, breath and scent is still lingering in my damn brain. “Earth to Jade,” I hear next to me. “Huh,” I turn to find Sheila grinning at me. “What,” I shrug. “What the hell is going on with you and more importantly what is going on with you and Nate?” Oh god if I only freaking knew. “I slept with him at a party a few weeks back. I’m seeing know it wasn’t a smart decision on my part.” Her mouth drops open. “You let Nate stick his disco stick in you,” she deadpans. Ugh!
                  “Yes and obviously like I said not a smart decision on my part. Ever since it happened the bastard has been avoiding me like the Black Plague,” I whisper. She bites her lip while frowning. “Look Sheila I don’t need a lecture I think I learned my lesson pretty well thanks.” I gather my laptop and my books standing up. “I’m going to go I don’t feel like being here anymore,” I lean down and hug her. “Party tonight at Omega Frat you’re coming right,” she asks. I should I need to stop sulking. “Sure I’ll meet you there.” I head towards my dorm. It’s still bothering me though not once has he returned my texts. Was I a bad screw or what? Just when my thoughts are eating me alive when I make it to my dorm and throw my things on my desk flipping on the light I hear my phone beep.
    Nate: Why did you leave the lecture?
    Now he wants to talk what the hell is his deal?
    Me: Oh my bad u talking 2 me now?
    Minutes go by before he answers back.
    Nate: I’m sorr y 
    All I get is a lousy as s I’m sorry? I’m not even going to bother with texting his ass back. I flop down on my bed deciding it’s best to take a nap before the party tonight. I really don’t want to see him now. Hopefully Nate will be too busy screwing another whore and won’t be there. It’s not like I’m ugly or something. The only thing fake on me are my nails. I have shoulder length brunette hair, tanned skin and a curvy figure. I have hazel eyes I guess those could be kind of boring, a small amount of freckles on my button nose that most guys love. So what’s his damn deal? I give up if he thinks I’m not good enough he can go fuck himself.
                  Waking up from my nap I head to the communal showers, I take extra care shaving I’m most definitely sleeping with someone tonight. I need to get Nate the male whore out of my head before I go crazy.  I dry completely off before I wrap the towel around me. I don’t want the chill to raise hair numbs on my freshly shaved legs as I walk back to my dorm room. I have this habit of walking with my head down which in this case is a bad thing because I run smack into someone and that someone has a ripped muscled chiseled chest. I trail my eyes upwards as I apologize. “I’m sorry.” The beautiful chest rumbles with laughter as I trail my eyes upwards. My breath hitches in my throat and I’m staring into the most intense green eyes with long beautiful eyelashes. “It’s okay gorgeous.” I think he might have called me gorgeous. “Huh,” I mumble. “You alright,” beautiful chest guy asks. “Oh right um yeah I guess. I’m sorry I’m clumsy. It’s just—wait a minute you don’t live in this dorm,” I accuse. I would so remember a guy like this. “Correct, visiting my sister I was out running and thought I would stop by,” he holds his hands up “I’m not a creeper watching for hot girls coming out of the communal showers,” he chuckles. “I’m an Omega in fact we’re having a party tonight you should come.” I