1Chapter One: I wanna be sedated.
::A/N Haven't given up on my other story, but I just had to get this
one out.::
As I sat at my desk, my purple fingers typing furiously, the old phone in my dorm room rang. Jumping out of the chair, I ran into my desk drawer and limped over to the phone. "Hello?" I asked, slightly miffed that somebody was calling at 10:30 p.m. while I was trying to get my essay typed out. "Is this Lexa?" came a heavily accented male voice. ~'Hmm this could be interesting.'~ "Yea this is she." I replied, still rubbing my sore knee. "This is Tony Montana. I have Jazz class with you. I think you smell good." ~'Say wha?'~ "Excuse me?" I managed to spit out. ~'Ok so its kinda creepy.'~ "Who is this?" "This is Tony Montana. I have a class with you in Smith Hall and I love how you smell. You use Warm Vanilla Sugar Lotion." 'OMG' "Whoa, how did you know that?" I ask, completely horrified that I might A) have an uber creepy stalker now or B) have some gay guy completely bored out of his mind. Whichever one was definitely not good. Just then my cell phone rang. "Um dude, you're kinda freaking me out. And my other phone's ringing, so um buh bye." And I lunged for my phone. I looked at the number and almost cried with relief. "Oh thank god Terry. You won't believe what just happened." My best friend, used to 13 years of dramatics, just replied, "Heya Lex. What's up?" "Ter, I think I have a stalker!" I hear her gasp a little and then her hyped up squeals. "You have what? Did you call the police? Are you sure it's not one of Marie's friends? Do you have your mace with you?" I let out a little laugh and said "Ok Terry BREATH. He just called and pretended to have class with me, but since there's over 200 people that I have class with, I have no idea which one. Wait, I think he said jazz, but I don't have a jazz class. Oh and there's the freaky part." "WHICH WAS?" Terry practically screamed. "Oh he knew what lotion I used. And the fact that he knew the exact name, creeps me out more than anything." I said, already beginning to get my normal heart rate back. I thought it over for a second. "You know, only Vickie and Marie have seen my lotion. And I doubt Vick would know any guy stupid enough to do it, so I'm thinking it was one of Marie's 'leftovers" I said, thinking of my roommates many boyfriends since she came to West Virginia. "Yea maybe, but you should still be careful tomorrow when you walk to class." I chuckled and replied, "I'll be ok. Remember, I took 3 months of Tae Kwon Do a few years ago." "Yea I remember you almost breaking Lee's arm when you wanted to show off that one move." We laughed, reminiscing the good ole high school days. "Well I guess I'm ok now. I should probably get back to my essay." "When's it due?" Terry asked. "Oh in 12 hours." Terry laughed and said "Ok. Well I guess I'm going to call Erin and let her know not to call you on your dorm phone." "Good idea. I'm gonna make Marie answer the damned thing." Terry laughed, said goodnight and hung up. I got back to my computer and saw that Ben had IM'ed me.
BB4everBB4life:hey what's ^? PrinzessGraceless03:hey n/m. just got a stalker. U? BB4everBB4life:say huh?
I laughed and quickly typed back:
PrinzessGraceless: oh yea. Just got an interesting phone call. Don't think I'm ever going to leave my dorm again. BB4everBB4life:lol ooook. It was probably just some joke. BB4everBB4life:and besides, you never leave your dorm any way. You're antisocial
PrinzessGraceless03:I am not antisocial. I just don't go out and party all night and get into wild orgies. BB4lifeBB4ever:Orgies? What orgies? I haven't found any yet. PrinzessGraceless03:geez o pete. You're such guy. And I'm not like that. It gets dark, I wanna be inside. BB4lifeBB4ever:fine grow roots and die in there. I bet Griffy High will put a plaque under our class sign. PrinzessGraceless03: not helping! Ur supposed to be calming me down, not make me into a hermit. BB4lifeBB4ever: you are a hermit. And I've got to talk to Jen any way. I'll ttyl
~'Ugh Jen. The girlfriend.'~ PrinzessGraceless03:fine leave a damsel in distress. Let the stalker dragon get her. Bya
Ugh, it's just not fair. I have an essay due tomorrow that so far I've only gotten the heading typed out, my roommate finally left with her uber hot, but extremely tone deaf boyfriend, my swiss roll stock was dangerously low, the only guy that showed any interest in me was some drunk guy who called every night wanting me to be his girlfriend, cuz I sounded beautiful on the phone, the beginnings of a cold, and some creepy guy that knew what I smelled like. Oh and did I forget to mention that I was in love with a guy whom I'd known forever but just became close over the summer, who of course got a perfect girl friend at the same time. Oh yea, the first month of college was just grand so far.
::A/N2: I solemnly swear that this is how my life's been going. Please send me flowers or hugs or. hey a review would be better! lol thank ya bunches for reading(.