But Have You Seen Him?

The buzzing of her phone made her jump and she slid her finger across the screen. Letting out a short laugh, she rolled her eyes, but shrugged because to be fair, who wouldn't? Charlotte would probably have cut anyone else who even made a move towards Max because she had mentally called dibs on him the moment she first laid eyes on him. Beautiful, British and a bad boy. Could she have asked for anything better? No. He was perfect. And he'd smiled at her.

It was one thing for them to talk at a party for a few moments, but that was common courtesy when it came to hosting a party for both swim teams. She was fully aware of the party etiquette even if she'd never been able to throw one because of her wonderful roommates that made her want to pull all of her hair out.

Her fingers went back to typing and she chewed on her lower lip.

To: Spenny

And I would be offended if you hadn't said that.

She smirked and flicked her cigarette ash out the window.

To Spenny

Ya see why I always make it to practice early? I mean I was even a little late today.

WAIT! Do you think he lingered? What if he LINGERED?!

Charlotte could hear the girls outside of her room and she cringed. She'd fully intended on requesting a room change, but a valid reason had not come to mind recently. Miles had lucked out with his roommates, they were all as ridiculous as him and on the lacrosse team. She had gotten stuck in the honors dorms with a bunch of goody goody school girls who didn't smoke, drink or know how to have a somewhat enjoyable time. She read and was smart, sure, but she was so far removed from them that she didn't know how they got put together. Especially with all of them being the exact same.

To: Spenny

Nope, that one is on you. Townsend...yikes. I'll stick with my sexy Brit. I think he's been working on his breaststroke, those pecs are getting so defined. Daaaaaamn.

Her cheeks started to warm and she fanned herself with the cigarette between her fingers. As she put it to her lips she breathed in and accidentally read the message that had confirmed what she already hoped. She coughed harshly and cringed at the shushes and annoyed shouts from outside the door, "Don't you have a library to go to?" She called back with a roll of her eyes.

To: Spenny

He does. Oh my god. He totally does. I'm gonna pass out.

Gonna need some assistance for the next party. I need more than a few sentences from him.

Lottie put a hand to her chest, offended by her answer. Max Parker was far from a waif. Even compared to Townsend. Plus, Wes was dumb as a rock and probably couldn't hold an intellectual conversation to save his life. Charlotte could not and would not even imagine sexing up a guy that said things like rad or gnarly because she imagined that was what he'd yell out in the bedroom.

To: Spenny

You, my love, are totally crazy. I hope you like cavemen grunts cuz I think that's all you'll get from him.

Charlotte flicked her cigarette out the window and closed it. As she walked to her bed, she moved a few books from the top of it and flopped down. Her phone buzzed and her face scrunched at the fourth word that she saw. Skirts and her did not usually happen, but she could admit that her legs were toned and always in great shape. Plus she was entirely used to Spencer letting her go crazy with what she wanted to do.

To: Spenny

I'll let you handle all of that nonsense. I mean, you'll do a killer job of course, so I have nothing to worry about. Just no ridiculous heels, yeah? Love you, but that's a hard no.