EVE'S POV

As we were on our way back to campus, all I managed to do was to think about our passionate moment together, all by ourselves in the quiet park. I blushed and smiled while doing so. The ride back wasn't long as we arrived shortly after. He walked me to my dorm, saying barely anything. Upon reaching, we stood on the corridor in front of my door.

"Thank you for today. I really enjoyed it." I smiled and he did too.

"I enjoyed it too." And I was blushing..."You're cute when you blush." He let out a small laugh.

"I'm not! I look like a tomato, I know." I put my hands on my cheeks and he laughed again.

"That's what makes it cute. I should get going now." He said, playing with his car keys.

I stood shyly as he came closer and hugged me. I rested my head on his broad chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat. After we had pulled apart, I pushed strands of hair from my face, behind my ear.

"Here," I took off his jacket, handing it to him.

"You can keep it." He said.

"Thank you."

"Goodnight beautiful."

"Goodnight." I said and watched him disappear into the crowd of people.

I unlocked my door and went into my dorm. I was smiling so hard, my cheeks were hurting. I collapsed on my bed, still smiling. I lay there for a while and later rose to my feet to get ready for bed.

After I brushed my teeth, I crawled into my comfortable bed and rested my head on the soft pillows. I fell into the most peaceful sleep I've ever had in a long time. I enjoyed today; I really did.

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She woke up in an extremely happy mood the following day. She connected her phone to the portable speaker and enjoyed the music being played as she tidied my entire dorm, spick and span. From my messy desk to my disarranged closet, she cleaned every bit of it.

Upon getting ready for the day, she thought of trying something out of my comfort zone. For the first time in forever, she let her hair fall graciously on her shoulders. She applied bold red lipstick on her full lips; something she doesn't fancy at all. She thickened her eyelashes with numerous layers of mascara as well.

Eve Rogers and breakfast are two words that are usually not on the same page; unless it's a simple bowl of cereal. They never seem to get along well; never. But today, she decided to make an actual one for herself, by herself.

After pots and pans had been put away, she served myself with scrumptious scrambled eggs, slightly burnt toasts and a full glass of skimmed milk. She took my time to empty this meal into her hungry stomach.

About thirty minutes later, she slothfully walked to her desk and sat on the uncomfortable chair that came with it. Jotting down little notes for her next class at noon was what she did before heading to Emma and Josh's.

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EMMA'S POV

My joy for Eve is indescribable. She seems very happy for the first time in so long. As I was in the kitchen washing a handful of dishes, I heard a very light knock on the door. I quickly wiped my hands, while walking briskly to the entrance.

As soon as I opened the door, Eve joyful voice sounded in my ears. "Hey!" She walked in and slumped her body unto the stuffed cushions on the small couch.

"Girl! You look different." I looked at her closely, trying to find out what it was. Scanning her whole body, my eyes landed abruptly on her face. "Your makeup!"

She smiled. "It's time for some change, right?"

"Absolutely! Let me finish in the kitchen. I'll be back." I ran off back to the kitchen quickly.