All Chapters of My Bestfriend’s Brother Is My Tutor: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

STACY We got a cab to campus, then we walked to the dorm, hoping we could kill as much time as possible. Parties like this didn’t start until it was late late and here we were, ready by Seven Pm.Lisa was scrolling through her phone while her speaker blasted the type of songs party animals our age listened to. Songs that spoke about drugs, sex, love, life. A little bit of everything, good and bad with the rock band going crazy and the instrumentals weaving sounds that moved our heads.We stopped outside campus and nestled on the bench we had been on yesterday evening when I waited for her and Bridget.Lisa crossed her legs while I clamped mine shut. Since night was approaching, it was getting breezy and chilly outside. I however wasn’t going to regret my choice of clothes because I knew that in a few hours time, when we will be in the cramped up space, drinking b

STACY “Me being in UCLA is what ill call a miracle. It was never meant to be.”“For real?”“Yeah.” I draped my hand on the seat and sipped from my cup. I said I was going to get drunk today and I was still on my second cup of alcohol. Typical Stacy character. Say One thing and chicken out of it a few moments later.“So what changed?”“I didn’t even want to send an application to UCLA, it was Lisa who had pushed for it. She has a brother here so it has always been her dream to be at UCLA. It wasn’t my dream.”“So you’re leaving her dream?”I didn’t like how that sounded but I was glad tha the red and blue dim lights hid my frown. He didn’t have to say I was leaving her dream. Maybe, I wouldn’t have

STACY Monday felt weird just like Sunday felt weird. I’m glad Sunday existed because Monday would have felt even weirder. I think it was time for to come to the conclusion that getting revenge on someone by gulping alcoholic drinks was not among my favorite things to do, not even my least favorites.When I woke up on Sunday, Lisa wasn’t in the room. It was just me and my churning stomach, my limbs that felt like lead and a deafening headache that wanted to have my head on a platter.Thankfully, Lisa got back to the room a few minutes later with two bags of lunch and asked me if I was hungry. I had never wanted to kiss somebody so bad, not even Jerome.Of course, I was hungry. Lisa had asked me how I was feeling, the answer was sore and she smiled in understanding before she passed me my plate of stir fry noodles with veggies and eggs.The

STACYLife was funny and I also believed life liked to make jokes out of us, out of me, so that my life could be entirely funny. I felt like a joke. A sorry excuse of a joke.On Saturday, I was going to this party to have fun and hopefully, grow on whatever Max and I had. Who would have believed that a few days later, he would be telling me that our kiss meant nothing to him.It was so funny. The highest charting joke of the century because that kiss didn’t even feel like anything to me. I wanted it to be something. I tried my utmost best, God knows I did but when he kissed me, I wanted him to step back immediately. I wanted to be in bed, curled up, maybe cuddling him, maybe cuddling my pillow hut I knew for a fact that I didn’t want to be there with him.Now I wished he didn’t even kiss me because no matter how I tried to look at it, how I tried to see it differently, it felt like I had been a fool. I had dreamt and buil

STACYMy back touched the wall behind me, and I sucked in air for my lungs, seeing as it wasn’t getting enough at the moment. I didn’t care. It completely felt like oxygen was hidden somewhere behind his lips, somewhere in his mouth. I just had to keep going. I wanted to keep going so bad.This was magical. It was everything I dreamt about and more, everything max couldn’t give me.My tears had dried up, my throat had stopped fucking hurting and even the alcohol on my tongue tasted like strawberries when he tasted me, when he matted himself against me, curling and sucking, teeth clashing.I sighed against his lips and tilted my head, seeing stars in the darkness behind my eyelids.I could not believe this was happening, that I was kissing Jerome Lewin, that he had kissed me.It was what I had wanted all this while and finally getting it now reassured me that I wasn’t wrong.I thought of the first day we met, of how my hear