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"Clap along if you feel like a room without a roof."
"Clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth."
"Clap alo-o-ong if you know what happiness is to you."
"Clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do."
I move to turn the music down and look over to my friend, who was driving while singing along with me. She quickly glanced over at me before turning her eyes back to the road.
"What is it ?"
I gave her a nonchalant look and leaned back in my seat for added comfort. This was my friend, Hanna, for about 5 years now and her sitting back and relaxing behind the wheel of a car while singing along to the radio just wasn't right. She was usually the uptight, eyes on the road while listening to calming classics, type of person.
"What's been up with you and Jackle lately hmm ?"
Jackle is her on again off again boy friend. He's been around for a while, longer then I've liked I might add, but he makes her happy.
"Me and Jackle ? Why your sudden interest in my relationship, Alex ?"
"Ooo, defensive are we ?"
"All I'm saying is, yesterday you were dull and boring and today your alive and glowing. Someone must have got some !"
I did a retarded little victory dance as I realized my words struck home when a blush appeared across my dear friend's face.
"Seriously Alex, shut UP !"
I heeded my warning, letting her simmer in embarrassment for a few moments, but I just couldn't resist the urge.
"So how was it ?"
"What !?", I feigned an innocent look. "I just want to know !"
"If I tell you, will you shut up about it ?"
"Alright. Well it was- it was . . . the best ?"
I shot my friend a look of indignation at her lack of description.
"The best ? What do you mean, "the best" ? Come on, dirty details. Was he big ? Did he do it rough ? Oh, what about a little BDSM ?"
"Oh my god, Alexandria ! For a well breeded, millionaires daughter, you sure don't act like the saint you should be !"
"Correction, a saint I'm not. That's only for appearances wise and with me away from the family, I don't really have to portray a saint now do I ?"
"No, but still."
"But still nothing. Now, dish !"
Hanna looked exasperated, but I didn't care. I was ruthless when it came to my friend's happiness.
"Fine. Well it was great actually. He was surprised at me not being a virgin and the foreplay was good. Then the sex was just . . . breathtaking. I think he could be the one."
Oh no. Every time she thought a guy could be the one she ends up pushing them away, unintentionally though.
"Look, just remember not to come on to hard to him, okay ?"
"Hahaha, come on to hard eh ? ", Hanna said with amusement sparkling in her eyes. Sometimes I forgot she had a sense of humor.
We pulled into the lot of Richard Stetson's College grounds. We were in college and we didn't live on campus. Me and Hanna stayed in condo's about 3 blocks apart and she drove us to and from school. I wouldn't mind driving but she insisted, saying I was to incautious and that she wasn't leaving her life in my hands. I didn't really mind though, I could just cruise along for the ride.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and waited for Hanna to get out of her all red, tinted windowed, Porsche. I watched her stare longingly at the car she named Betsy, and then slowly, like it pained her, drag herself from the car to stand next to me.
"Seriously ? All that, for a car ?"
"You may be able to replace a car like its nothing and get the next new addition but, when I get a car I grow attached to it. "
"I can see. Anyway, let's go to class before Willis locks us out of class, again. "
"Um, I seem to remember that all the times we were locked out was because of you in the first place. "
"What ever, lets just go. "
I stole a glance at my watch and my eyes bugged out. We had 3 minutes to get to class and we were taking an exam today. His stupid class was the only one I was failing and I couldn't miss this test.
"We have to run. "
"What !? I'm not running in these heels. "
"You are today, I can't miss this exam. "
"Maybe if you had taken the help when I offered it then you wouldn't be failing his class. "
I gave an exasperated sigh.
"Oh please, I hate English, why would I want to spend my time studying when I don't have to ?"
"And that's why your failing now. "
" We're wasting time ! Come on !"