My Favourite Mistake. Chelsea Cameron M.

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СКАЧАТЬ for plates, napkins and cups ensued, and somehow we all ended up on the living room floor with paper plates, paper towels and Solo cups with soda or beer. I wasn’t a big beer fan, so I stuck with soda. Darah, Renee and Mase were all twenty-one and joked about me and Hunter being underage. Hunter was only a few months older than me at twenty, while I was the baby at nineteen.

      Turned out Hunter was also a business major; what a surprise. The only other major I would have picked for him would have been broadcasting so he could be a sports reporter and watch as many games while getting paid to do it. Mase was the biggest surprise. His major was international relations. Apparently he wanted to go work overseas as a diplomat or something. His real name was Johnathan Mason III, which explained the nickname.

      “What’s your major?” Mase asked, winding some cheese around his finger.

      “How about we guess?” Hunter said.

      Didn’t I just punch him in the face? Was he asking for it again? I gave him a look, but he just picked up another piece of pepperoni and chewed thoughtfully.

      “Education? No, that can’t be it. Not advertising. Boxing? Nursing? How about electrical engineering?”

      I just rolled my eyes.

      “Tell me what it is then.” The cocky smile returned as if it had never left his face.

      “Women’s studies,” I said, picking off another offensive olive and setting it on my plate.

      “Huh,” Hunter said.

      “No smart comments? Not gonna ask me if I’m a lesbian?”

      Mase snorted. Renee rolled her eyes. I should really tone it down.

      “Are you?” Hunter raised one eyebrow. There were always jokes about the Women’s Studies Department being a bunch of men-hating lesbians. I’d chosen the major for a different reason, but he was never going to know about that.

      “What if I was?” I said it slow.

      Mase snorted his beer through his nose and choked. Darah banged him on the back. Yes, I still wanted Hunter gone, but I wanted to torture him a little as payback first.

      “That would be one of the sexiest things you’ve said to me. Even if it isn’t true.” He leaned forward, a predatory look on his face. The room started to get hot, and I took a sip of my soda so I could stop looking at him.

      “What is it with men and lesbians? I’ve never understood the attraction.”

      “Are you kidding? Two women together is superhot, unless they’re butch. Then not so much,” Mase said.

      “But lesbians generally don’t want men, so why would you be attracted to them?” Darah said.

      “Doesn’t matter to me. I’d be happy to watch,” Mase said, bumping shoulders with Darah. She rolled her eyes.

      “It’s because the female body is beautiful. It’s a work of art. All curves and softness. You double it, and you just have double the beauty.” Hunter looked right at me as he said it.

      “Double your pleasure, double your fun,” Mase said and we all laughed.

      “So, what are your plans for the rest of the night? Hooking up the Xbox?” Mase said to Hunter.

      “You have an Xbox?” Renee said. She was a closet gamer and had been searching for a used one on the campus message board forever.

      “Yeah, I have a Kinect, too.”

      “Please tell me you have Skyrim. Please, please,” Renee said, clasping her hands. I blamed Paul for her gaming addiction.

      Hunter proceeded to produce the device, and they spent the next hour hooking it up and playing Skyrim.

      Mase said he had stuff to do, so he left, saying he’d be back again. Lovely.

      I went to unpack the rest of my room and text Tawny.

      The rest of the afternoon was spent getting everything into drawers and making my bed and figuring out where to fit everything, including the massive amount of books I’d brought. I wished I could have moved off campus, but I had a scholarship that was specifically for on-campus housing, so I was stuck. With Hunter, apparently. He stayed out with Renee and Darah, which was great. I kept shoving his stuff out of my way, irritated, but at the same time curious as to what else was in the footlocker. Maybe it was a body.

      Darah knocked on the door and asked if I wanted to go to the grocery store with her to get some provisions. I was itching to get out of the tiny space, so I grabbed my keys and got some cash from everyone and made a list.

      “You need any help?” Hunter said.

      “Do I look like I do?”

      “Not really, but I figured I’d be an ass if I didn’t ask.”

      “You’re an ass anyway.”

      He nodded and went back the game. He was probably ready for another punch soon.

      ***

      I came back loaded down and found the apartment in chaos.

      “Hey, we’re going out to Blue Lagoon, you want to come?” Darah was sliding long silver earrings into her ears and had changed into skinny jeans and a glittery silver top.

      “I can’t. Not twenty-one,” I said, pointing to myself.

      Blue Lagoon was the current name of the club right off campus. It kept getting shut down due to underage kids getting in or too many bloody fights. Sometimes both. It had a new owner, but I didn’t hold out that this one would last any longer than the previous.

      “Crap, I forgot. Sorry.”

      A blow-dryer sounded in the bathroom. Oh, this must be serious if Renee was straightening her hair.

      “Where’s Hunter?” I hated saying his name out loud.

      “Hunter? Don’t know. His cousin came back, and they went off somewhere. He said he’d be back before we left.” She winced as she shoved one of her earrings in.

      “He’s not twenty-one either.”

      “You know he probably has a fake ID.” Yeah, he probably did. “Maybe we can sneak you in.”

      “No, it’s fine. I’ll just hang out here. Maybe I’ll call Megan and see if she wants to come over.”

      Megan was a friend from my women’s studies classes I’d gotten close with last year and the only other person I’d actually call a friend. She lived with her boyfriend in an off-campus apartment, but his friends were always crashing there so she was always desperate for girl time.

      Just then the door opened, and Hunter and Mase came in, with two other guys trailing behind.

      “Hey,” he said, nodding to me. “This is Dev and Sean. Guys, this is Taylor and that’s Darah.”

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