Chapter 174 Trent Miller
I took another shower and fixed my hair the best I could... I put it in a loose French braid. I don't like a lot of makeup, so I just swiped a little mascara and lip gloss. I threw on an oversized pink top and an old pair of jeans and sneakers.
When I was more or less satisfied with my appearance, I put my laptop in my backpack, along with my books I purchased yesterday, a few notebooks and pencils. At least I don't have to walk all the way to campus, my back would be killing me by the end of the day.
I thought my high school bag was heavy... This is worse. I don't have a locker to put my books in. Just my car, and I don't want to leave them in there. What if someone stole them? They are expensive! (Yes, again, Rick paid for them, but I don't want him to pay for a second set because I was careless!)
Rick set up an account for me. I don't even want to think of the balance in there. But it is more than double what I will need for the whole 11 years I'll need to graduate. The guy is freaking rich, but he's really generous.
I parked my car on campus and looked around as I locked it. I don't know why I'm so nervous! I'm safe here! No one knows me. Then why the hell do I feel like there are already eyes on me?
Yes! I'm paranoid. But after what I've been through, who can blame me? And then there is what Josie went through last year... It's not far of a jump to think our family is just jinxed.
I have about a half hour to kill before my first class of the day, Physiology 101. I mosey on through the campus, watching the other student's rushing to their classes, or congregating over coffee. I also have a math class in the afternoon. These are my first steps to becoming a pediatrician, my life's goal.
When the doors finally open, I find a seat somewhere in the middle, so I go unnoticed. Most people don't look at the students in the middle of the room. It's the ones in the back of the room or the front of the room that are noticed.
While I was pulling out my laptop and my physiology book I'm startled by a deep familiar voice, and my entire body flushes.
"Hey, Charlie, mind if I take this seat?" he asks, his sparkling blue eyes smiling down at me. His dark curls covering half his face and he runs his fingers through them so he can see.
Oh! My! God! Trent Miller is in my class! I've had a huge crush on him for years, but he was one of the popular boys, and I would never have the nerve to approach him. But what the hell is he doing here?
I'm sure I look like an idiot with my mouth hanging open! Think Charlie! Say something! Anything!
"Uh... Trent! ... I mean... Yeah, you can sit... I didn't... I mean, I didn't know you were coming to this school too," I mumble, trying to hide the blush rushing up my face. But those eyes aren't cruel, they are sweet.
Trent slides in beside me. "Well, that makes two of us, I was thinking of going to State but changed my mind at the last minute. I'm really glad I did," he smiles at me.
"So am I," I smile back shyly. Oh God! I must look like some idiot to him! How do I talk to boys? The only one I'm comfortable talking to was Rick! I was even shy around Jeff and the security team!
"So, what are you studying?" He asks as he also pulls out his laptop, but he keeps his eyes on me the whole time.
Why is he doing this? Does he not see how embarrassed I am? I seem to forget how to talk when I'm around him. But at least I can answer this question. Maybe if he asks direct questions, I can stop myself from acting like an airhead.
"I'm wanting to be a pediatrician. I've always wanted to work with children," I admit. This is my honest answer. If I can't have my own, at least I can work with others.
"That's awesome! I'm going into general practice. I want to be a family doctor," he blushes, rubbing the back of his neck.
"Wow! That's wonderful!" I giggle, unable to control my nerves. But I'm not lying! That is amazing. Both of us are going to be putting a lot of years into schooling to help others.
We watch as the professor sets up his lesson and Trent leans into me and whispers, " Hey, Charlie? Would you like to get coffee later?"
Oh, my God! He just asked me out for coffee!
Yes, not world-shattering news, but no one ever asked me out to anything! Not even a birthday party!
I nod shyly. "I'd really like that," I whisper.
"Gimme your phone," he whispers.
I check the professor, and apparently, he's still setting up, so I pull my phone out and hand it to Trent.
He puts in his information and calls himself on my phone, quickly silencing it when he gets a few looks. He just blushes and hands me back my phone and saves my info.
"I'm really glad you're here Charlie," he whispers just as the professor finally steps up to present his lecture.