Livin the dream

(Oh okay, got confuzzled)
Stasia: I turned around to face him. "A hundred dollars would be nice." I said, smiling. After a moment, I spun on my heel and started to walk away.

(ANSONNNN!!!!!)

Anson shrugged as she walked away. He tried. He turned and headed back into the common room. "She took it as graciously as a whore and asked for one hundred dollars," he said with a laugh as he flopped back onto the couch. The guys around him laughed loudly, chattering about it.

Stasia: I dropped my things off in my room and went back into the common room with my new script, a few different colors of highlighters, and my iPod with earbuds. I sat on one of the couches across from Anson and read the script while highlighting various things, sometimes doodling hearts in the margins while I listened to music.

Anson decided to pick up his things and leave. His friends stayed however, calling out to him. "What Anson? Don't want to hang out with your girlfriend?" They asked as he left. He flipped them off and headed up to his dorm to grab his laptop.

Stasia: *Stays as is*

Anson: *is in his dorm now*

Anson finally came down from his dorn around the time he'd normally go to dinner. He paused in the common room, seeing that his friends and Stasia were still there. He tapped her shoulder once and waited for her to answer.

Stasia: I flipped my sketchbook closed quickly and took my earbuds out of my ears. Looking around to see how tapped my shoulder, I saw Anson. "What do you want?"

Anson made a face and shook his head. "I was gonna see if you wanted to come to dinner, but nevermind. You're busy," he said, shrugging and starting off without her. A simple no would have worked.

Stasia: I went into my room and put my sketchbook on the bed and the iPod in my pocket. Grabbing thirty dollars, I was thinking about what I would do if I saw him at dinner. I loosely shut the door and started walking out in the direction of the cafe.

Anson got off campus, walking to a nearby diner where one of his childhood friends worked. She should be on her break now... He walked in and she grinned, throwing her arms around his neck. "Anson! Dude, what's up?" She asked, cocking her head slightly. He brought her to a booth and they sat down, chatting happily while he waited for food.

Stasia: I walked down one of those roads that are lined with resturaunts and went inside a bagel place. Ordering a toasted bagel with butter, I grabbed a Snapple to drink while I looked around. Across the street was a diner...with Anson and his girlfriend inside talking. That bast**d!
((Sorry Anson, you know you saw this one coming...))

Anson finally got his food and pursed his lips, nodding. They talked for a half an hour longer, while Anson scarfed down the food like a hungry teenage boy. When he was done eating, he got up, hugging Kai goodbye tightly and started out of the driner, leaving her a large tip.

Stasia: I finished half my bagel and decided to sit outside at one of the patio tables to eat the rest. As a bonus, I could see if they kissed...or hugged...or went away for some 'private time'...
I choose a table nearest to the street and sat down, looking over at them every once in a while. Before long, Anson got up to leave.

Anson started down the street with his hands down his pockets and his eyes foprward. he didn't really notice anything though, his mind was far away, happy. Hey covered his mouth with his sleeve as he yawned and then turned his eyes down as he headed in the direction of campus.

Stasia: They hugged. Not as bad as I thought... WHAT ARE YOU DOING. You're becoming a stalker. Let him go. He told all his friends you're a hooker anyway. He chose his friends and her. Let. It. Go.
He went left. I went the other way.

Anson got back to the campus, heading to the starbucks to use the quicker wifi for a while. It was open for 24 hours a gay, so he contantly took advantage. They only asked that you bought a coffee every hour.