Chapter 1.3Mature

After I helped Poppy unpack her huge truckload of stuff. Including an impressive collection of horror movies we were going to have to spend an evening watching. We headed outside, I passed the pond again and smiled at the silly birds. Poppy's phoned beeped and she grinned.

“One of my college friend is here as well. Want to come with me to say hi?” Poppy asked. I had nothing else better to do.

“Sure,” I said. We left the college grounds and walked straight into the middle of the city centre.

“This college is so awesomely placed,” Poppy grinned with both hands on her hips as she took in the main road filled with cars and buses. A little further up the street on the other side of the road was the Lion yard mall. It was a pretty well placed college I agreed.

“Where are they?” I asked as I felt the sun's warmth soak into my skin and walked down the street towards the shops. From a distance I was overwhelmed by the choice and different styles. Poppy saw my looks of amazement and gave me a small knowing smile.

“Small town girl?” she asked. I nodded, feeling a little embarrassed at how obvious it was.

“Don't worry, I'm local and know this place like the back of my hand,” She said, slinging an arm over my shoulder. It was made more amusing by the fact that she was shorter than me and had to jump on tip toes to manage it.

“And we're heading to starbucks,” she said, answering my earlier question. I followed her through the streets until we entered the small, overcrowded coffee house.

“Poppy!” a male voice yelled from near the back. Poppy did her little happy jump thing again and grabbed my hand. I let her lead me to the back where a guy had grabbed a sofa for us. I recogonised him as the guy I bumped into before.

“Hi,” I said when we'd sat down with a smile. I could tell he recognised me straight away.

“Hey again. Sorry for knocking into you before,” he apologised again.

“It's fine,” I said waving away. Poppy who was sat between us looked from me to him with curiosity.

“Well, there goes my fun if you two already met,” Poppy whined.

“I don't know his name,” I suggested to mollify her.

“You're right,” she said with a grin. “Jeremy meet Michelle, Michelle meet Jeremy. Now I'm off to get drinks, what do you guys want?” Poppy asked, standing up with her grin still going.

“Already got a black coffee,” Jeremy said. She glanced at me and I shook my head. She shrugged and went to the counter. I glanced at Jeremy who was studying me.

“So, what classes are you taking?” I asked, feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze.

“Philosophy,” he answered and I blinked.

“Wow, serious guy,” I commented with a laugh.

“You?” he asked, taking another sip of his drink.

“English Literature,” I answered.

“Serious girl,” he replied with his own chuckle. It was a nice, warm sound. I knew it unlikely it was this guy though. I didn't have that kind of luck ever. In fact my only lucky moment had been getting into the university. Poppy returned with her own drink and sat down between us. I hadn't even realised we'd gotten closer until she nudge her way down. She sent Jeremy a sharp glance but why I didn't know.

“So, I saw an interesting flyer pop up on campus,” Poppy said, waving it in front of Jeremy face. He took it from her reading the details of the party.

“Looks like fun,” He said. I got the feeling his was thinking another word. The tone he used didn't match the implied sentiment. He was looking forward to the party but the glint in his eyes wasn't quite right.

“Hopefully we can meet some more people,” I said. But I got the sense there was a silent conversation going on between them that I wasn't privy too. Were they together? I hadn't got that impression beforehand.

“Yups,” Poppy said, turning round and clapping lightly. Her face the picture of childish excitement. I pushed away my odd thoughts. There were just two normal college students adjusting to a new situation.

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