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show up.
    “But you haven’t,” she replies.
    “I know that. I’ve been busy.”
    “You weren’t going to call, were you?”
    Funnily enough, I was. “Yeah, I was.”
    “Hmph.” She huffs. I bite back my sigh. “Well, are you free tonight?”
    “Sure am,” I reply, changing tact. “I hope that means you are too.”
    “I wouldn’t have asked if I wasn’t, Bing.”
    “I’ll pick you up at seven?”
    “See you later.”
    I hang up, leaning back on my bed. Heidi is a bit annoying, but get her in a bedroom and goddamn, that girl knows what she’s doing. In fact, she’s good enough that she might even stay around for longer than just two or three fucks.
    And, a small part of my mind whispers, it’ll show another blonde that you can hold down a relationship.

Chapter Six

ALEXIS

    “Hello? Is anyone home?” I wave my hand in front of Jen's face as we cross the university courtyard after our first day.
    “Huh?” She focuses on me. “Yes. I'm here.”
    “What's wrong? You've been in an odd mood all day. You and Carl still not talking?”
    “Yeah... We are. He called a few days ago and did some serious grovelling.” She shrugs.
    “Is he coming up then?”
    She shoots a look at me. “Don't be so damn stupid. Of course he isn't bringing his lazy ass up here to see me. You'll laugh when you hear his solution to the problem, really, you will. I nearly peed myself.”
    That comment earns her a couple of odd looks from people around us.
    “What was his solution?”
    “That we Skype. We fucking Skype. ”
    “That's not... That bad.” I shrug.
    “For two hours a day. Every day.”
    “Ah.”
    Jen raises her eyebrows in agreement. “When exactly am I supposed to find two frickin' hours out of my day to Skype him? Is text messaging dead?”
    I snort. “You sound like you're from the future.”
    “I'm being serious. I can't exactly do coursework and talk to him on Skype, can I?” She shakes her head. “Ridiculous.”
    “S'pose. At least he's trying though.” I shrug again.
    “He's definitely trying,” she responds, following it up with a sigh. “I just don’t know how we’ll get through this if we can’t compromise.”
    “You always knew it would be hard.”
    “Yeah.” She grins suddenly. “Well, I guess something in this relationship has to be hard, huh?”
    I laugh out loud, and nudge her with my elbow. “You have such a dirty mind.”
    “I learnt from the best.” She shrugs.
    “In other words, you learnt from Alec.”
    “Mhmm.”
    “You know,” I muse as we stop at the bus stop. “It really is amazing you and Bing don’t get along. I mean, you have so much in common.”
    Jen spins to me, her eyes spitting fire. “I have about as much in common with your brother as a rat does with a bluebird.”
    “No, just listen,” I say, stifling my smile. “You’re both sarcastic, you’re both sexually obsessed with dirty minds, and you both have an irrational hate of each other. Actually, you’re a bit like an old married couple.”
    Jen sputters, and it’s one of the only times I’ve ever seen her speechless. “You are kidding.”
    “No.”
    “I hate you.”
    I grin and bump her with my shoulder. “Love you.”

    ~

    “I’m not Skyping, Carl,” Jen huffs down the phone. “Why? Because I don’t have the time… Yes, I know I’ve only been at uni for a day… And what’s your point?”
    Bing appears in the doorway of my room, looks at Jen stretched on my bed, and smirks. I shoot him a warning look, shaking my head. He grins.
    “Whatever… Yeah, you too.” Jen drops her phone on the floor. She lifts her head and stares straight at Bing. “Say one word, Samuel, one word, and it’ll be your bloody last.”
    “Trouble in paradise?” he asks cockily.
    “I warned you!” She sits up, pointing her finger at him.
    “Hey!” He holds his hands up. “That was three words.”
    She narrows her eyes at him, staring him down. “You, sir, are a berk.”
    I smile, fighting my