"Booty call or Dex," Daisy laughed. "Okay, that was mean. I haven't seen him with a girl in ages."
I did my best not to react to her comment. "I really think it only happens in movies."
"Well, not to be mean, but you don't actually know many things about having any sort of relationships."
I arched my brow. "Excuse me?"
"It's not a bad thing," Daisy rushed to save the conversation. "I'm just saying, you're kind of naive when it comes to relationships. Guys or girls."
"We're friends," I pointed out. "I'm friends with the girls from the team."
"How often do you text first?" Daisy fired back.
"Maybe sometimes?" I shrugged. "What is there now a textlimit that needs to be reached in order to call someone a friend?"
"No, no," she rushed to say. "I'm just saying you aren't that good at maintaining and building them. Sure, live it's all fine, but you're not a texter or caller. I'm surprised you even use your phone. You're a great friend, but you lack basic conversation skills. I still love you, it's just how you are."
"Which is clearly wrong," I grimaced.
"That's not what I meant," Daisy shook her head. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to offend you."
"No, you didn't. It's good to know how you feel," I shrugged with an eyeroll. "I think I was nothing but a good friend, and yeah, maybe I don't text or call or post on any social media, but that's not the point of friendship in my opinion."
"I'm just saying that if you want any sort of relationship with anyone, sometimes you need to text them. Like you do with Derek."
I gaped at her, shocked. "Yeah, well, he doesn't criticize me for my texting habits."
"I wasn't criticizing, I was just pointing out that..."
"You made your point," I lifted my hand, stopping her from talking. "I have homework to finish, but I'm very happy for you and Jeremy."
"Come on, Rosie, don't be upset," she pouted.
"I'm not," I dismissed her coldly. "Just have a lot on my plate, and lucky for you, you live with me, so no need to text you later. I'll see you at the dorm."
"I'm sleeping over at Jeremy's, that's what I was gonna tell you,” she continued, pouting.
I stopped and stared. Daisy swore up and down she wasn't gonna hook up with him for months.
"Are you sure?" I asked carefully, not wanting to offend her, but enough to show concern.
"Yes," she nodded. "I want to take this step and move on finally."
"You shouldn't do it just to..."
Daisy stared at me. "Sorry, don't think you're qualified to give suggestions on the topic."
"Clearly," I scoffed. "I just hope you know what you're doing. I don't want to see you get hurt."
"Don't worry." She nodded, with a fake ass smile, before standing. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yep," I nodded, ducking my head back into my homework and notes, my mind spinning.
My phone's vibration startled me as I glanced at the screen.
Derek
That looked intense.
