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Thirty-One: I have needs you know...

"Yes, I don't want you to teach another girl." She smiled, melting every bit of my being with her playfulness. I laid down on the sheets, my head on her lap. Even looking up from underneath her she looked perfect.  

"Why? Bella are you jealous?" I scoffed, no malice intended, not at all. She looked down at my face, squeezing her eyes at me.

"You wish! It's just that I want to be the one kicking your ass." She laughed, filling the room with her beautiful voice.

"Yeah, you think you can do that?" I said, biting my lip before getting up from the bed only to latch out and tickle her sides which caused her to burst out in laughter, my heart exploding. When I let her catch a breath, she looked at me with mischief before her hand grabbed a pillow and slammed it right in my face, almost knocking me of the bed.

"Alright, alright enough. You win dinergirl." I said shaking my head while sticking my hands out to her trying to comprehend what had happened.

"Crap! What time is it?" She said out of nothing, looking around my room to find what I think was an alarm clock.

"Last time I checked it was 10 p.m., why?" I said frowning my brows while taking in the sight of her getting up from the bed and rushing to the bathroom.

"I'm late! I have a shift at 11 p.m. Lukas, it's exactly 11 p.m.!" She said while looking at her phone, her eyes wide. "Gregory is going to be so pissed." She yelled from the bathroom, trying to find her dress from yesterday, obviously forgetting it was on the ground where she left it as she undressed in front of me and I got excited again just by thinking about it. 

"I'll give you a ride, I have to go to class anyway. We'll pass by your place to get your stuff." I said peeking my head inside the bathroom, looking at her in the mirror.

"Thanks!" She said, turning around to meet my gaze as I gave her I once over. I couldn't help it, she just looked so damn hot in those leggings and in my T-shirt. My mind wandered off imagining her wearing nothing but that T-shirt. On day she will, and she'll be all mine.  

I dropped her off at the diner before going to class. I threw my backpack onto the floor next to me. Much against my habits I was in first, so I didn't have to sit in the first row, cause that's what you get for being late. I sat in the middle of one of the rows at the back of the auditorium, glancing at a few early birds storming in like they're an hour late. Losers. And of course, they are sitting in the front because they want to suck up to the professor... What a bunch of idiots I'm in class with, really. Let's say I'm the odd one for not being the stereotypical engineering type, but hey fuck stereotypes, I'm freaking good at what I do. There were only a few girls in my class that I had noticed, but none of them really my type. But neither is, well was, Bella, god she sure is my type now.

When one of the girls entered the auditorium, she didn't hide the fact she was surprised to see me and the free seat next to me, which was unusual since I was always the last one to enter. She was tall, decent figure I had to give her that, long auburn hair and piercing blue eyes. Her short skirt only just covering what needed to be covered, paired with some kneehigh boots. Alright, damn... she's hot, how haven't I noticed her before.Maybe because you're always last to get in and first one to get out, you never look around assuming all girls that study engineering look like toads, you dumbass. Well, I was wrong.     

She speeded up the stairs until she stopped at my row, walking in the aisle before sitting next to me, immediately and confidently claiming the space. As she unpacked her stuff, putting a notebook and pen on the desk in front of her I tried not to give her a once over but that's hard to do when her entire appearance is based around attracting attention.