*Amelia*

I reach the house and let out a heavy sigh of relief.

I make my way up to my room as quickly as my exhausted body will carry me up the stairs.
As soon as I reach the room I throw my bag onto the floor at the foot of my dresser and flop onto my bed backwards, fighting the urge to scream.

I have had more people ask me about my art work today than I have in my whole life. And I'm not sure whether I am ready to face another 2 years of the same thing - it's just too personal.

I sit upright when I hear a knock on my door and quiet conversation behind it.

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*Vic*

I stand behind Amelia's door with Matt after knocking on it, waiting patiently for her to answer so we can ask her how her first day went.

"I hope it went alright for her." I tell Matt, speaking quietly.

"Me too, dude. Like, I hope she made a friend or something." He says and I nod.

The door gets opened just seconds later and Amelia smiles at us, first at Matt and then at me.
For some reason that bothers me.

"Oh, hi." She says and widens the door, offering us room to walk through.

I look around the room and smile. "The room looks great."

She smiles cutely at me. "Thank you."

"How did it go?" Matt asks her, drawing her attention fully away from me.

"It was pretty stressful, not gonna lie." She says and sighs. I sigh moments after as I watch the conversation fluctuate between her and Matt, as if I'm not even here.

"In what way?"

"Everyone wanted to ask me something about my art, and it isn't something that I like to share straight away. Also, Raye said we could meet up at lunch but I couldn't find my way to the crush hall, so I ended up just staying in art with Gray - which was rather embarrassing when people walked in and saw me."

Matt laughs and she nudges him in the shoulder playfully. "Sorry, it's not funny." He says and puts on a fake solemn expression.

"You're right, it isn't."

"Well if you can't find Raye tomorrow just text me and I will come and wait outside Gray's room and we can walk to the crush hall together."

"But I don't have your number." She says.

I twist my mouth into a scowl in slight anger as he gives her his number and she types it into her phone. "You do now." He says and grins.

"Thank you." She says to Matt.

"No problem. Hey, you should come down and make food again, it was great last night. I'll help you, of course."

"Yeah, sounds good. Let me just change out of these clothes, I've gotten paint all over them."
"Yeah, no problem. See you down stairs."

"Okay, thank you again. You too, Vic." She smiles and I can't help but smile at her acknowledgement of me.

"No big deal." I say and then I realize that I didn't even say a word apart from when I complimented her on the room.

I think its safe to say why this bothered me so much...

"Can you believe that?" Matt whispers and looks excitedly at me.

"What?"

"Okay, she has got to be the most gorgeous girl I have ever seen in my life, and in the space of 10 minutes I have gotten her number and managed to convince her to cook with me." He shakes his head disbelievingly at himself.

"Well, dude, she does live here. You were bound to get her number anyway and she probably just doesn't want take out." I say, rather bitterly.

"What's up with you, bro?"

"What?"

"Do you like her or something?"

I am mildly shocked by his question and my first response is to shake my head and say, "No."
I usually admit everything to Matt, he is my best friend. But he seems to like Amelia, and to be honest, she seems to like him too.

He nods. "I think I do, you know. I know it's only been 2 days but you know when you can just tell that you are going to really like someone?" I nod. "Oh, well, I guess you're right anyway man..."

"I mean... See how it goes. I didn't mean to rain on your parade."

"Nah, its cool. I know what you mean."

I stay silent in order to make things less awkward but it does the complete opposite.

We reach the kitchen after that seemingly extremely slow walk down the stairs and I sit down next to Tony and across from Raye at the dining table as Matt sorts out the stuff needed for the cooking.

I fold my arms across my chest and sigh heavily.

"What's up?" Tony asks me, noticing the expression on my face.

"Oh, nothing dude. It's cool." I say and smile.

"You sure man?"

"Yeah..."

"Okay. Why is he so happy?" He asks me and nods his head towards Matt.

"He got Amelia's number. And she is cooking with him tonight - he's pretty happy about it."

"He likes her?" Raye says quietly, looking up from the book she was reading a moment ago.
"I think so, yeah. Don't say anything though, he has only hinted to me about it."

"I won't say anything." She smiles. "Aw, I think I can see a little relationship blooming in the house."

"They would look good together, don't you think?" Tony says, smiling at me and Raye.

"Yeah." Raye says and looks at me warily, as if she knows how I am feeling about the whole situation. "I guess they would."

I frown to myself and then relax the expression a moment later when Amelia appears in the doorway to the kitchen looking amazing.

I have to try hard to stop my mouth from opening in awe when she walks towards the area where Matt is standing, obviously feeling the same way I am about her presence - the look plastered all over his face.

She is wearing a pleated tartan skirt with a black cropped vest, her legs half covered by thigh-high black socks.

"What are we cooking?" She says and rubs her hands together.

"Uh... W-whatever you l-like..."

I can't help but laugh at the way he is acting around her, knowing in my mind that I would be exactly the same if I was in his position.

"Are you okay?" She asks, and now I laugh out loud, the concern genuine in her voice. She really can't see why he is acting like that.

Matt looks at me and laughs too. "Yeah, I'm fine. You look great, I was just... Um... I like your outfit it suits you." He says the last part faster than I have ever heard him say anything, but Amelia catches every word.

She blushes immensely and it makes my stomach flip, her beauty pouring through the color filling her cheeks. "Thank you."

Matt smiles back and looks down at the floor.

Jaime comes through the kitchen door and wolf-whistles at Matt and Amelia. "The sexual tension in here is palpable."

"Shut up, Hime." Matt laughs.

I decide that I can't watch them anymore and get out of my seat, ready to head upstairs. "I'm gonna go up, guys. I'm not really hungry, and I've got a load of graphics coursework to do."

Amelia looks at me, a look of concern on her face. "Are you sure? We can bring you some food up if you like?"

"No, honestly, it's cool. Thanks though."

"Okay."

I head upstairs and reach my room, sighing and sitting down on my bed after closing the door behind me.

How can I like a girl this quickly?

I've only known her for two days and I'm getting jealous of the fact that my best friend feels the same way. I should be supportive, right?

---

I pull out my earphones as I see Raye walking into my room holding a tray of food and a can of Relentless - my favourite.

"Hey, thought you'd be hungry. And thirsty."

I smile at her. "Thank you."

I stand up and take the heavy tray out of her hands. She sees me looking at the food on the plate in confusion.

"Cottage pie. Apparently it's a really common meal in England."

"It looks good." I say honestly.

"Can I sit down a second?" She asks me.

"Course."

She perches on the end of my bed and I smile at her.

"What's up with you and Amelia?"

I am shocked by her words to start with, but then I remember that she can read me like a book.

"I..." Raye is probably one of my closest friends in this house, apart from Matt of course. You can literally tell her anything and she will understand, and when you can't tell one friend what's going on in your head it's always good to have another one to open up to. "I think I like her, Raye. But..."

"But Matt does too." She says bluntly.

"Yeah."

"You've told him you don't like her haven't you?"

"Yup." I say and sigh. "I feel stupid because it's only been two days. But you know when someone's beauty just overwhelms you?"

She nods. "She is your type. And by that I mean your proper type. Not the type that you thought you had when you had sex with Eloise for the first time."

"Ouch." I say, smirking at her.

"You know what I mean." She commends and laughs.

"Yeah, I know."

"Do you want me to talk to her? If I was to pair her with anyone then it would be you over Matt, not that it's my choice, of course..."

"Would you really?" I say, shocked at her confession.

"I mean, I would never stop her and Matt from progressing - if they like each other then they like each other, it's none of my business. But I'm saying if I had to choose..."

I nod. "Maybe we should ask Archie if we can invite her to his big party?" I offer.

"Good idea. If you're going to tell her there, make sure the both of you aren't too drunk. Either she will forget about you telling her or she will think you said it out of drunkenness. And if you're that determined, make sure Matt hasn't told her before that. And if he has, don't say anything to her, obviously you know that already."

"What would I do without you?" I say and she smiles.

"You'd still be with Eloise and would probably let Matt get on with his little plan with Amelia."
I shake my head and grin. "Of course."

"Anyway, I am going to eat my food now before it goes cold - if it hasn't already, that is." She says with a trace of sarcasm in her voice.

"I'm so very sorry for keeping you." I say ironically and she laughs.

"Good luck with your thoughts."

"What do you mean?"

"Well I imagine you are going to be thinking excessively about this idea of yours for a while."

"Hm." I grunt. "You know I'm starting to get worried about the way that you can read me."

"Whatever, I can read everyone. Talk to you later, Vic."

"Yeah, cool. See ya."

Notes

Thoughts and opinions on where this story is going?? Who do you want Amelia to be with in the future?? Let me know so then i know whether i need to alter my current ideas to make you wonderful guys happy!!!