The End
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The Maybe Series — Chapter One
“Hey, boring,” my loudmouthed friend says, bouncing into my apartment. Scarlett didn’t bother to knock. She just opened the door like she lives here. She practically does though.
We’ve known each other our entire lives. If it weren’t for our parents’ pocketbooks allowing each of us to have our own luxury apartment, we would have been roommates. Sometimes, I wish we had been anyway, so we could have gotten the real college experience. It would have never worked though. Our clothes alone would have been too much to fit into one apartment together.
“Hey, Scar,” I say, not looking up from the book I’m using to study for my art history exam.
Scarlett plops down next to me on the white sectional. She stretches out until she is covering half of the couch. “Really? It’s our last weekend before we graduate. Why the hell are you studying?”
“Because we have finals next week.”
“So what? It’s Friday night. Study on Monday morning, like the rest of us.”
I shake my head as I turn the page. “I want to get good grades, unlike the rest of you.”
Scarlett reaches over and pulls the book from my lap. She tosses it onto the floor before I can even protest.
I exhale, looking at Scarlett. “What are you doing here? I thought you were going out dancing with Jake tonight.”
I watch as she flips her long ombre brown-colored locks over her shoulder before she begins picking the polish off her perfectly manicured hands.
“I broke up with Jake,” she says, not looking up at me.
“Ugh, not again.”
She quickly sits up. “Don’t lecture me, she who has never had a boyfriend.”
I roll my eyes. “I’ve had a boyfriend before. There is just no point in dating right now. I’m supposed to be focusing on my studies and modeling jobs.”
Scarlett yawns. “Boring.”
“How did this become about me? You’re the one who broke up with that boy again. That makes it the fifth time this year.”
“I’m tired of being tied down. I want to be single when I go off into the world.”
I get up and go pick up my textbook off the floor. “But why are you here? You still have time to find a date to take you out tonight.” I turn to face her. “Or you could go alone since that’s what you want so much.”
She smiles mischievously at me. “Or you could go with me?”
“No,” I say as I settle back into the couch.
When I glance back up, she pouts her lip, and her eyes grow sad in a way only she knows how to do.
“Please,” she begs.
I can’t help the smile that grows over my lips from seeing her beg like this. She’s not begging because she needs someone to go out to the bars with her. Scarlett is the most confident person I know. She loves being the center of attention. She’s asking because she wants me to have fun for once in my life.
“I don’t know…maybe,” I say, giving her the same answer I’ve told her hundreds of times before.
“Come on, Kins. You don’t need to study. You have the highest grades in our class, and you don’t even like theater.”
“I do, too,” I protest even though I don’t, not really. I suck at acting. I find the history behind theater interesting, but I have no interest in really working in that field.