Page 11 of Lessons in Sin

I don’t see that happening with him.

I swipe away from his message and click on Ruby’s. Since sending her my location when I went to Tristan’s she’s been begging for all the details.

Ruby: Scarlett! If I don’t get all the deets soon I’m going to explode and my death will be your fault.

Ruby: Here lies Ruby Smith - Sex god, sister, free spirit - Her UNNECESSARY death, caused by Miss Nelson, shall be grieved for eternity.

I laugh, the sound loud in the empty room, before clicking on the call button.

Ruby picks up on the second ring and I have to pull the phone away from my ear as she screams down it.

‘Finally!’

‘Jesus Ruby, damage my ear drums why don’t you.’ I laugh as I say it.

It’s pretty much impossible for anyone to be angry at Ruby. She has the sort of personality people gravitate to - bubbly, dramatic and a little crazy.

We’ve been best friends since the day we met in kindergarten and haven’t looked back.

‘You’ve left me in the dark for days!’ I roll my eyes at her dramatics.

‘I know, I know. I’ve just been busy settling in and all that.’

‘Okay, fine you’re forgiven. Now spill.’

And so, I do. I tell her everything. By the end of my story, I feel winded from reliving the memories of meeting him. Even the thought of him makes me breathless.

Ruby lets out a whistle. ‘So let me get this straight. On your first day of living in LA, you meet a sexy stranger, have the best sex of your life, and then make plans to see him again?’

‘Sounds about right.’

‘I am at the wrong school.’

I burst out laughing. While I’m in LA for the dance potential, Ruby’s in Massachusetts to up her computer skills to another level at MIT.

‘Don’t lie, you wouldn’t leave MIT for anything.’

’True’ she sighs, loud and exaggerated. ‘But I want a hot stranger to fuck me too.’

‘You could find one in a second if you ever went clubbing.’

I know for a fact she’s grimacing right now. ‘Yea no, thanks.’

While clubbing and dancing are my life, Ruby absolutely hates both. It’s amazing were such good friends but being polar opposites works for us luckily.

’So, when are you going to see you’re stranger again?’

’Soon, I hope. We just need to set a date and time.’ I glance at the clock. It’s almost time for my next class, the students now piling into the room in droves. ‘Ruby, I got to go but we’ll chat soon, okay?’

‘Fineeee.’ She groans. ‘But I want to live vicariously through you so call me soon with an update!’

Laughing I say my goodbyes and end the call. More and more students flood in through the door until there must be at least fifty of us.

A guy slides into the seat next to me. ‘Is this seat taken?’

The guy is tall and lanky like a beansprout, his legs too big for the small confines of the lecture hall chairs, the space between the rows barely enough to stand sideways for normal-sized people.

’Nope, it’s all yours.’

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