I wake up with a dead arm, my fingertips tingling but feeling foreign on my arm which is acting like it's doubled in size overnight and Jenny's housemate is singing loudly again as he walks past her room while his girlfriend tries hard to make him be quiet. I'm not sure why she still tries, I've only slept here a dozen or so nights and even I can tell it doesn't work, in fact, it might just make it a little bit worse. "I hate him so much." Jenny moans, curling into me further and releasing the pressure on my arm which is then swamped with the prickle of pins and needles as it comes back to life. "It's five in the morning... On a Saturday. It's like he has to punish those of us who aren't masochistic enough to voluntarily get up that early." "Shh he's gone now, go back to sleep." I whisper, stroking her hair with my normal, tingle free hand, loving the feel of her snuggled into my chest. It's been so good the last few weeks, we've hung out with her friends quite a bit and even her si
Kenji is not a morning person, if anything I would say he's an anti-morning person, he's happy to stay up until the early hours, but getting him out of bed before ten o'clock is challenging. He pretends not to notice when I'm trying to escape his clutches and when I finally manage to get up, he burrows deep under the quilt and fakes being asleep, therefore he apparently can't hear me talking to him. This also means that the first thing he wants to do when we get into town is to go and get brunch, which seems to be fairly difficult when he's also trying to keep himself disguised from being recognised. "Oh em gee, are you Kenji from Kokoro?" A woman shoves past me to sit beside Kenj as soon as he removes his scarf. "Nanishiteruno." (What are you doing?) Kenji shouts suddenly, standing up and taking my hand. "Daijōbu desu ka?" (Are you ok?) I have no idea what he's saying but I'm guessing it's Japanese and am incredibly impressed that he can speak it. I don't know why I never assumed
Jenny left early this morning for a class, from my room in the hotel, after we ordered breakfast and had it together in bed. I hadn't planned to, but I fell back to sleep once she was gone, waking up to the noise of my friends playing music in the communal space."Kenj, I didn't realise you were still here? Thought you'd gone out early this morning." Harrison said, a pen in his hand as well as his acoustic guitar in his lap. "I know we're meant to be on break for Christmas, but it's been a few weeks now and I was itching to play something.""Nah, it's all good, what've you got so far?" I sit on the arm of the chair and listen to the tune he's written so far. For the next few hours we're in "musicland", a place where nothing but the room being on fire could tear us away from what we're doing and I'm fairly certain even then we'd still be working out lyrics and chords while we watched the fire brigade doing their thing."What's going on for dinner? Shall we order in or go out?" Laurie a
I'm not normally the paranoid type, but I'm pretty sure people are talking about me. I've been in the library since my last lecture and about an hour ago there was an influx of girls filling the tables near mine. I'm trying to tell myself it's because it's nearly the last week before the Christmas break, but about three quarters of the people in here seem more interested in what I'm doing than the books right in front of them.When the same girl looks my way for like the fiftieth time, whispering something to the girl beside her, I don't care if it's paranoia or not, I know I'm too distracted to get any work done here and I'll have to risk there not being a party at mine so I can try to get a good chunk of my work done there.Packing up my stuff quietly, I hear the footsteps getting closer before I look up and see three girls, including the one who couldn't stop looking at me, standing beside me."Hi, you're Jenny Kaur, right?" The peeping Tom says, smiling from ear to ear. "I'm Rache
Jenny snores when she's drunk! It's nearly one in the afternoon and I'm lying here watching her sleep, face down on my pillow, mouth open with a little damp patch from her drool, hair standing up at weird angles and sounding like an angry wildebeest. It should be unattractive, but somehow, it just makes me like her more. She's completely and utterly real, every crazy thing about her is her and I can't get away from the fact that I really like her.A light knock at my door has me slipping carefully and quietly from the bed. "You do know it's my room you knocked on?" I say to Laurie when he looks surprised to see me."Yeah, yeah, I just…" He peeks around my door and sees Jenny still asleep. "Fuck, dude, I thought that was you snoring.""Nah, she was beyond drunk last night." I grin looking back at her and feel Laurie watching me, an odd sort of grimace on his face. "You ok?""Fuck, you really like her don't you? Shit… I don't want to be the one to do this." He gestures for me to follo
Don't look, Jeniliya! Don't. Don't look! Don't look!It's no good, morbid curiosity is eating away at me. I know whatever they've written is going to be bad, but I can't help myself needing to know how bad. It's like when I was seven and I skidded across concrete on my bike. All the colour drained from Priya's face when she saw my leg but it didn't hurt until I saw the blood running down my leg and soaking into my frilly white socks.I know I'd be better off not seeing what's been written and the cruel comments posted by the public, but for some reason, I can't stop myself.Checking that Kenji is still asleep beside me, I give in to temptation and grab my phone. I don't even need to search, somehow my phone knows I'm trying to torment myself and has it under the headlines that may interest me. Who is Jeniliya Kaur? Kokoro singer's mystery lover revealed!I breathe out a sigh of relief at the article, it's not great, but it's more factual than anything else, my name, my age, where I g
Yesterday was a bit of a shit storm, but once Jenny came off her social media and sorted stuff out with her sister, she relaxed considerably. Fred's dealing with the major news storms, but all in all, we're waiting for it to blow over and I cannot deny that I'm actually enjoying it.It's like the best kind of holiday for me right now, I know that's an odd thing to say for someone who travels for work, but I don't get to really enjoy myself when I'm there for work. This… this is everything a good holiday should be, swimming, alcohol and lots of sex. Jenny is trying to study or write her assignment or whatever it is she needs to do for her uni course and I'm doing my best to leave her to it, but there's only so much I can do to distract myself from touching her when she's right there."Give me two hours, I swear I'll be all yours then until four o'clock." She moans when I slide my hands under her t-shirt, stroking the smooth, warm skin of her stomach. She's only wearing her pyjamas, so
Who knew I'd enjoy being housebound? Enjoying it so much in fact, that I'm reluctant to pack a bag for the week Priya and I promised our parents we'd spend with them over Christmas. I actually considered faking an illness, but Priya pointed out that wouldn't help because knowing Amma, she'd turn up on the doorstep to look after me here instead."I've promised Kira and my parents I'll stay home for a bit too, then hopefully something else will have happened so the paps won't still be camped out outside here and we can get back to a normal life." Kenji tells me, although I notice he's yet to release his arms to allow me to leave the bed and get packing."I know. And I know it's just a week. I hate myself for being this girl." I roll my eyes, pushing against his arms which tighten, pulling me closer to him as he rolls above me, his hair still scruffy from sleep."I love that you're being this girl." He leans down to kiss me. "It makes me feel better about missing you as much as I know I