Feeling This by Heather Allen Read Free Book Online

“SHHH!”
    I glare at her while Heidi gives her a death stare whispering, “Shhh yourself!”
    The girl stiffens and turns the other way muttering something under her breath.
    She turns back to me looking over expectantly.
    I concede, “It’s Andrew, alright. Andrew is Dr. Jones’ teaching assistant and somehow I am going to have to endure seeing him three days a week for the rest of the semester.”
    My head sinks down into my arms suddenly overwhelmed with this new unwanted development. Heidi’s gasp and intake of breath doesn’t surprise me, after all, it shocked the hell out of me too. A few students nearby shush her again. I peek over my arms glaring at her.
    “Sorry girl.” She leans in closer, “How are you going to handle that? I know you still feel something for him, admit it. Hey, maybe now that’s he’s back, you can pick up where you left off.”
    If I could kill her right there on the spot with a look, I would. She did not just say that.
    She holds up her hands in defense and claims, “You never know. You need to get laid anyway whether by Andrew or not. Believe me Kimber, you’ll feel so much better.”
    I roll my eyes and look toward Mrs. Cain. She is discussing our current assignment, to focus on one event and write everything surrounding that event. We are to include feelings of the characters, the description of the setting and the addition of dialogue if needed. She wants everything spun from just one event. Can this day get any worse?
    Heidi winks when she tells us to get started and chuckles, “Yeah, I know exactly what your event will be. This is gonna be a good one.”
    “Shut up Heidi. There is nothing good about this whole thing. It’s shitty if you want to know the truth.”
    She giggles, “But you’re gonna write about it, aren’t you?”
    I shake my head and start putting pen to paper. Of course I’m writing about Andrew. He’s been the one bright light in my life when everything else was always on dim; my momma and her problems, my sister leaving and the fact that I am stuck here with no way out. As fleeting as it was, I won’t ever regret my time with him and if he wants to keep it completely platonic now that he’s back, I’ll have to accept that. I am, after all, the one that broke it off.
    Heidi whispers as I finish my first paragraph, “Wanna hear about mine?”
    “What are you writing about Heidi? Or should I say which one?”
    “Hardy har har, I’m gonna write about my event at Shane’s party last weekend. How Shane couldn’t get enough of me.”
    “Do you think that’s a good idea? She probably wants it to be PG.”
    She shakes her head and looks back down, “I’ll tone it down, just for her. She’s going to wish she has the skills I have.”
    I shake my head looking back down at my own paper and mumble, “No doubt, Heidi.”
    Heidi and I have been friends since tenth grade. We met in Spanish class during which we learned not a lick of the language. It was a wasted class but I’m thankful for it because I met Heidi. She has been a saving grace for me on more than one occasion. Especially when Andrew left, I was in pretty bad shape but she helped pick me up and face life without him.
    I have every excuse for taking the long way through college. I’m paying my own way and for everything else for that matter. Heidi on the other hand, has been at it for only two years. She took a year off after high school to figure things out as she puts it. She is still figuring things out three years later. Her parents have pretty much supported this mentality. I think she’ll continue to figure things out until they make her grow up.
    Ten thirty rolls around and I’m so engrossed in my writing that Heidi is forced to tap me on the shoulder to get my attention. I glance at my watch and rush to pack my bag. The room has emptied with the exception of Heidi and I. She is practically tapping her foot.
    “Sorry girl, I have to hurry and get to Mrs. Bruin’s.”
    “Do