Chapter 13 - "Snappy First Arguments..."

Clara's PoV

'Where the hell have you been all day?' Lilly asked jumping off the top bunk and looking at me with piercing eyes. 'With Matt I assume?'

'What are you...? My Mother?'

'No. Just the mug that sits here all day when she has a free day waiting for her roommate to get back to do her hair - when she doesn't turn up'

'Ice cream. We were just chatting and had ice cream' I admitted.

'Off campus I'm guessing?'

'So? It's a Saturday' I shrugged making the point I needed as I flung my keys on the desk with my phone and climbed onto my top bunk.

She let it drop then because Amy bought Rory back to our dorm for the evening, and the three of them watched a film.

I decided to go to bed instead, knowing that it's Sunday tomorrow, and I can just chill.

But chilling was not what happened of course which is to be expected when Lilly leaves her homework and essays to practically less than 24 hours before the deadline.

I was rudely awoken, by Lilly at 8am who was panicking about her French work.

'If you had done this work three weeks ago when it was assigned Lilly, you wouldn't be in this mess' I said to her.

'That's easy for you to say'

'Yes, but in all fairness, I have still already done mine' I told her. 'Where's my sketch book? You seen it?' I mumbled suddenly having not felt it under my pillow last night.

'Your what?' She shouted across the room while trying to find a pen that worked and started scrambling around for a piece of paper.

'My sketch book. I'm sure it was on my bed' I said stumbled. 'I normally leave it under my pillow'

'It was, it's on your desk now' she said.

I jumped down and wandered over, although it was on my desk, I was confused because it was open.

'Did you look in it?' I asked annoyed.

'Clara? Does it really matter right now? I'm trying to do an essay' she complained.

'Yes, it does matter. It's private for Fuck sake'

'What's so private about your drawings? Anyway I thought it was your coursework one' she said making excuses.

I knew this for a fact she knew it wasn't my coursework book, because I always leave my personal sketch book under my pillow.

She's my friend but I have only known her for about a month and a bit, so I'm not exactly up for admitting my deepest feelings and letting her see my sketch book.

'I can't believe this' I stormed, and went to leave.

'Wait before you go, can I look at your essay?' She asked. 'I Fucking hate french'

'No!' I yelled before slamming the door.

I didn't know why I had let it get to me so much, it's just my sketch book has always been private and it's basically where I can express my feelings.

- - -

I wandered the corridor for a while not knowing where or what to do - because I did not want to go back to the room just to have another fight with Lilly - so wandered around aimlessly for quite some time, until I came upon Matts room - out of coincidence and knocked on the door.

'Hey shorty? What's up?'

'Me and Lilly kind of had an argument? Do you mind if I crash here for the afternoon while she does her crappy essay?' I mumbled.

'I'm going out with the guys but your more than welcome to stay here' he shrugged, opening the door for me to go in and I sat on his bed. 'If you want to come you ca--'

'I'm not going to intrude in your night out and quite frankly I'd rather just stay here please' I mumbled. 'I just want to be on my own'

'Okay, well if you need anything give me a call yeah?' He said awkwardly not sure on what to say to make me feel better. He kissed my forehead and left with a worried look on his face but in glad he did leave.

I pulled his jumper out from under his pillow and slipped if over my head - because it smells of him and it's warm and comfortable, and flicked on his telly.

I felt kind of bad for shouting at Lilly now, but I'll sort it out later.

Under normal circumstances I would have let her look at my essay, but I have it on me.

It was already packed in my bag for hand in. So at least I know for sure that she can't copy it. I don't think she would but after recent events any way but I wouldn't put it by her.

I literally sat in Matts room all day until I got hungry, and went to the canteen.

I kept my head low when I spotted Lilly at the other side of the room with a couple of girls and people surrounding her, as I picked up a salad and sat down next to Amy and Rory.

'Sorry, to barge in' I mumbled. I hate intruding on people's couple moments but sitting on my own would just make me feel really self conscious right now.

'No sit down. Where have you been all day? Lilly was afraid she pissed you off'

'In Matts room. Got quite a lot of reading done actually' I said poking at some lettuce leaves. I took some crumbs off the cake but didn't feel at all well.

It was when Lilly sat down with a couple of people next to Rory that I felt even more sick, so stood up to leave.

'You alright Clara? You look a bit pasty' Rory said. I felt fine until now, but I did feel a bit queasy.

I figured maybe it was because I hadn't eaten all day.

'I'm fine. Think I might head back and go to bed though'

They both nodded in some understanding.

Amy offered to come with me and even Rory offered to make sure I got back okay, but I told them I was fine.

I just wanted the day to be over.