The blank computer screen stared at Julie, but she didn't seem to take notice of it. There was an original attempt to start her English paper that was due in a couple days, but her mind kept wandering off. She had more fun "babysitting" Viggo that afternoon, then she had doing anything for the past month or so.
"Hey beautiful." A pair of arms slid around her neck and lips connected with her cheek.
"What kind of greeting is that?" He teased and spun her chair around so she was facing him.
"I can't seem to write this paper and it's driving me nuts." Her fingers traveled through pieces of her own hair.
"Well, I've come to distract you then." He held his hands out for her to take, but she didn't move.
"Dom I really need to write this paper."
"I came over here to see you, can't you spend even a little bit of time with your boyfriend?" His lower lip folded over to form the most pathetic pout in existence.
"You see how much I have done? Between this, my other school work and my job, I don't have time. I'm sorry." A sound of frustration emerged from his lips.
"If you don't want to be around me, just say so. I won't bother coming over."
Julie rolled her eyes and replied, "Stop being such a drama queen, I have a paper, ok? I can't write them the hour before they're due, like you can." She stood up and looped her arms around his neck.
"I'm sorry if I'm frustrated about never being able to spend time with you. Heaven forbid I want that." He made no motion to touch her and when she realized he wasn't going to, her arms dropped back down to her sides.
"I told you this when we started dating, I'm not going to have all the time in the world for you. But you insisted and now you won't stop complaining. You knew this was going to happen."
"You weren't like this last semester."
"My classes were almost all gen eds, I have a couple of my core major requirements which require more studying and a lot more concentration. Excuse me for not having a major where all you do is memorize lines."
"What the fuck ever. My major is hard in it's own way. You're so...elitist when it comes to your major. Boo fucking hoo. You're the one who chose it, NOT me."
"I think you need to leave."
"I think you need to find yourself a new boyfriend." He hissed, then stormed out of her room. Her body sunk back into her computer chair as she tried to focus on what just happened. For some reason, she couldn't bring herself to cry.
"Hey Dom, when do you want to-" Kathy started to ask, when Dom slammed the front door on his way out. "Rude." She muttered, though it wasn't an unusual occurrence to see him storming out. If she had a dollar for every time Julie and him broke up, she'd be covered for rent.
"If we ever have problems with that door, he's the one I'm going after to pay." Billy joked as he opened the refrigerator door.
"So this is a normal thing?" Hayden asked, looking over from the couch, his arm around Kathy's shoulders.
"Unfortunately." She answered, then got up. "Ready?"
"Yup." He stood up and looked over at Billy, "It was nice to meet you man." Billy nodded, as he continued to crunch on his Lucky Charms.
Once he swallowed, he replied with, "Have fun you two, and don't do anything I would do." He winked at Kathy and the two laughed as they headed out the door.
Billy finished his cereal and washed his plates. He knew not to attempt to comfort Julie when Dom left like that, and he desperately wanted to go back into his room, but he couldn't. Kit and Orlando were practicing solos together and he was starting to go nuts from hearing "Would You Light My Candle" 50 plus times. Sighing, he knocked on the door.
"Are you two done snogging yet?!" He could hear Kit's distinct laughter and a minute later the door opened.
"Whatever Billy. Just because the song involves me grabbing his ass, doesn't mean there was snogging."
"So that's why you two have been practicing it over, and over, and over, and over, and-"
"We want the part."
"Don't interrupt me." He cleared his throat, "Over and over and over and over and over and-"
"Just admit you like grabbing my ass." Orlando teased, his grin growing as he spoke.
"I think you just like me grabbing it." Kit replied, sitting down next to him on her bed.
"Over and over and over and-"
"Don't make me tickle you Mr. Boyd!" She threatened.
Billy immediately stopped, turned and headed out the door, but before he closed the door, he made sure to say, "Just don't snog on my bed, ok?" He shut the door and left the two friends alone.
"I think we have the song down. I'm tired of it." Kit stated, resting her head on Orlando's shoulder. His body stiffened up slightly, but relaxed seconds later. His hand moved to her back where he rubbed it in a soft circular motion.
"Yeah, one can only be molested so much." He joked and felt the vibration that ran through her as she chuckled.
"Hmm. I dunno. I think Professor Depp could molest me as much as he wanted to." Kit paused, then sat up. "I didn't say that out loud, I swear." Orlando laughed, attempting to mask his disappointment at the fact she still thought about this guy.
"You need to get over him, he's married you know." Kit just stuck her tongue out at him.
"Shh. I'm sure there's someone you want and you can't have." Orlando rolled his eyes and started to say something when Billy's yelling stopped him.
"NO MAKING LIKE BUNNIES IN THERE, I HAVE TO LIVE IN THAT ROOM YOU KNOW!" Kit burst into giggles and Orlando joined in, temporarily forgetting the topic of converstation.