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Amy went back to the dorm with Adam walking her there. They had plans for another date that evening, but she was having trouble discussing them due to distraction.
"Is everything okay?"
"Huh?" She looked up from their clasped hands and into his green eyes.
Adam shrugged.
"I don't know, you just seem a little distant all of a sudden," he pointed out.
"Oh. Sorry. I don't mean to be." The redhead did have a lot on her mind. She was thinking about what she'd told Jay when Adam had been out of earshot. Would he really do as he promised and talk to Stacy? Besides that, Amy also found herself recalling that unpleasant incident with Paul that had happened so recently. What if he tried to do something again?
"Something on your mind?"
She nodded.
"Yeah. I was just thinking about my Calculus class, that's all. Midterms coming up and all that." She managed to smile, and rolled her eyes for emphasis.
"Oh. Well, I'm sure you'll do fine," the tall blond said. His handsome face brightened with a smile, and he turned to fully face her now that they'd reached her dorm. He took both of her hands in his. "So... I'll pick you up right here at seven?"
Amy nodded, smiling.
"Yeah... I'll be here."
"Awesome." Adam moved closer to press his lips to hers for a kiss. He raised his hands to her face, cupping it and deepening it a little, loving the sensation of her tongue in his mouth.
The redhead was beaming as they broke the kiss. She gazed up into her new boyfriend's handsome face, feeling suddenly a lot better than she had befoe. Reaching out a hand to tenderly stroke his cheek, she said softly, "See you later."
Adam waved as they broke apart, and he walked away, allowing her to go up the steps into her dorm building's front door. He turned back just as her hand touched the handle, smiling.
Of course, neither of them saw the angry individual watching them from afar.
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Amy sighed as she entered the dorm, her thoughts sadly returning to the problematic issues on her mind. She slung her backpack from her shoulder as she reached the door to her room. She pushed the door open and entered, her eyes downcast.
The redhead was surprised as she looked up to see Stacy actually there. The leggy blonde was relaxing on her bed, a textbook open on her lap. Her head shot up as soon as her roommate came in.
"Amy! Thank God you're back!" She closed the book and set it aside.
Amy cocked her head in surprise. This was the most her friend had spoken to her in days. Instinctively, she knew something big must have happened. She kicked off her shoes and set her knapsack down as she sat on the edge of her own bed.
"Hi, Stacy," she said uncertainly.
"I owe you a huge apology. I'm sorry, Amy," the blonde said. She felt really bad, and not only that... She felt like a fool.
The redhead was shocked as she eyed the other girl. But as she continued staring at Stacy, she realized something - it seemed that the leggy blonde had been crying. Her eyes were slightly red and puffy.
Ignoring the apology for the time being, Amy reached a hand out to her friend.
"What happened?"
Stacy bowed her head, ashamed. Her action caused her long, straight blonde hair to fall in two wings on either side of her face. She looked so young and vulnerable all of a sudden.
"You were... right. Shane is nothing but a jackass." She sniffled and raised her head, meeting the other girl's warm hazel orbs. "I should have believed you, Amy. I can't believe I trusted him over you."
The redhead moved so as to gather the blonde into her arms for a hug. She held onto Stacy for a few seconds in silence as the leggy young woman began to softly cry again.
"It's okay... I forgive you," she said. She gave the other girl's slender back a few pats before releasing her.
Stacy wiped at the stray tears that had slipped down her cheeks. She didn't even know why she was crying. Sure, she'd liked Shane, but it wasn't as though he'd been her boyfriend. On second thought, yes, she did know why she had been reduced to tears - it was because he'd played her like a fiddle for weeks. And she'd fallen right into his trap. She felt like such an idiot. Besides, there was Jay, a guy who was sweet and genuinely liked her - a true friend... How had she been so stupid as to forget all about him just because Shane McMahon had swooped in?
Finally, finding her voice again, she spoke.
"Thank you... Thank you for being such a good friend."
Amy smiled, and then it increased as, somehow, she'd brought a small smile to her friend's face as well.