Chapter 2 Knowing

• “I need to get dressed,” I said, picking up the dirty clothes I'd left on the floor and dumping them into the laundry basket.
• “Go ahead,” he told me, a smile plastered on his face as he watched every move of mine. “No one is stopping you.” 
• He was still looking at my body which made me uncomfortable because it was wrapped in a short towel that showed my legs. He did not seem even a bit uncomfortable but seemed to be enjoying the moment. 
• “I know you want to talk to me so bad but can you please go out for a sec?” I teased, expecting that to annoy him. Unfortunately, he just chuckled and got up. Instead of heading to the door, he moved towards me.
• “What do you want?” I inquired when he came to close for my liking and touched my thigh. I felt a familiar ache inside me and was angry that I was feeling that way for a stranger. My closet was right behind me and he stood in front of me so I was trapped.  When his body touched mine, I felt tingles allover and this made me push him away from me. I didn't want him to know that he had that much power over me.
• “Get out of my room, you nasty fool.”
• “What if I don't?” he smirked. “What happens?”
• “I've been in this apartment for a year and you just got in today so it's mine,” I retorted. “I can easily turn you out. Will talk to the landlady tomorrow and you'll be kicked out.”
• “Very funny,” he laughed.
• “It's not a joke,” I said in a serious tone. “I actually mean it.”
• “I would like to see you try.”
• “You just wait and see,” I said. “That'll be tomorrow's business. Get out of my room. We'll talk later, if you want.”
• “Does it look like I want to talk to you?” he asked. “I want to take you to bed.”
• Disgusting.
• “Do I look like a hoe to you? I don't sleep with strangers.”
• “I'm your roommate not a stranger,” He smirked and took a step forward. I was really going to kill him but luckily for him, the girl called him from the living room.
• “Done with my shower,” I heard her say.
• “Will be back,” Alec breathed into my ear and headed to the door.
• “Go to hell, Alec.” I mouthed, following him. As soon as he stepped out, I locked my door and leaned against it. What just happened? Alec was really hot. I couldn't deny that, but did he just show interest in me? He did but that was probably what he did to every girl. He was a player, a kind of guy I didn't want to be involved with. I was going to turn him out. I was going to report him to Mrs. Bent who didn't like people who caused trouble in her building.
• After my anger had lowered a little, I went to dress up. My usual after class wear had been mainly hot pants and tank tops but since I was now rooming with a boy, a horny one at that, I thought I'd put on something less revealing. Soon, I was done with applying lotion on my body and I put on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. I headed to Druck's to buy something to eat.
• On locking my door, I found unknown girl leaving. I could hear the sound of water rushing so assumed Alec was in the shower.
• She stared at me, “Leave him alone, he is mine.” 
• “Like I'd want dirty stuff like him,” I laughed. “I've seen better.”
• I left the room. Going down the stairs, I met Chris again. Meeting a guy who likes you yet you don't feel the same is real torture. But this time, I was glad to see him. I don't know whether it was because I needed someone to talk to at that time or because he was holding a bag of eats from Druck's.
• “Want to share?” I smiled and glanced at the bag.
• Chris genuinely smiled like the nice guy he was.
• “Of course,” He said. “My room or yours?”
• “Yours,” I replied, leading the way up the stairs. “You don't want to know what is in mine.”
• “And that is?” He inquired.
• “My new roommate.”
• “Does that mean she's prettier than you?” He asked.
• I laughed and walked with him in silence till we reached his room. Ross, his roommate was lying on the couch watching soccer.
• “Hey Ross,” I slid into the little space his body had left on the couch.
• “Hi honey,” Ross got up and kissed my cheek. He was a really flirty guy and Chris hated that fact so much. Personally, I had no problem with it since it was refreshing. I lived a boring life, after all.
• “You were still telling me about your new roommate, Lynn.” Chris reminded me as he served a bag of chips in the kitchen.
• “You got a new roomie?” Ross asked.
• “Yeah” I sighed, “He's a total blockhead, I h-”
• “He?” Chris cut me off. “You're living with a boy?” 
• He carried a plate of fries and set it on the table.
• “That's really cool,” Ross commented.
• “No! You can't stay with him,” Chris protested. “He'll ruin you”
• “I'm getting rid of him tomorrow,” I said.
• “Wow, that's great. I hope he won't disturb you tonight.”
• “He can't do anything to me,” I reassured him.
• “I'm going to warn him right now,” Chris walked to the door. I jumped up to stop him.
• “There's no need for that,” I said calmly. “I'll be okay.”
• “NO!” he yelled. “Don't stop me. This is for your own good.”
• I caught his arm to prevent him from opening the door.
• Ross was dying of laughter. “You guys would make a really nice couple.” 
• I felt embarrassed when he said that. Chris looked uneasy too. I loosened my hold on his arm and he turned back towards the room.
• “Gotta get some drinks,” he said, walking to the kitchen.
• I got back to where I'd been seated, grabbed the remote from Ross and turned up the TV volume.