Chris and Jo by Desire Scheepers (classic reads .TXT) 📕

week, so I can still do them some other time. Good night.”
They both got ready and climbed into bed, almost falling asleep instantly. Jo was so exhausted from her first night’s lack of sleep and the excitement of the night spent with Chris, that she hardly registered the snoring coming from the other side of the room.

The next few days passed in much the same manner. Sometimes Jo would arrive first and grab the opportunity have a leisurely bath and some time alone in the room, and other times Chris would be first, taking the time to relax and have some friends over, though they would leave when Jo returned, because they didn’t feel comfortable to be so open in front of a female.
They went out for coffee a few times and once they had even gone to watch a game together. They were starting to spend so much time with each other that they were getting to know each other very well.
Jo didn’t know how to handle the situation. She had never been exposed to so many new experiences, but that in itself would’ve been fine, except she suspected that she was secretly starting to like Chris more than just roommates. He was really good looking and well mannered. She was starting to have trouble keeping a straight face when they were together. She had even started to avoid being alone with him, in case he would notice something, which was difficult because they shared a room, but she would die if he ever found out that she liked him.
What she didn’t realize was that the more time she spent with him and the more things they did together, she was slowly letting go of her shyness and becoming less afraid to try new things, as well as the fact that she could now face a man without immediately looking down and being submissive and even having a conversation with him.
Time was going by too fast for her. She wanted to stop time and just be with Chris, but she was scared that she would betray herself and that was why she avoided him.
The Wednesday before she would move out, Chris cornered her in the room and asked her if she would like to go and have some drinks after class.
“I promise to make sure that you behave and not get too drunk.” He cajoled.
“I’m sorry, but I really have to get this done by tonight, otherwise I’ll get in trouble.”
“Oh man! You would send me out alone to face all those monsters in the bar? You are really cruel to me. Never mind. Never mind. We will have those drinks before you move. In the meantime, seeing as you are such a good example and you are making me feel guilty for neglecting my studies, I shall follow suit and also do some work.” Chris joked, throwing in a little teasing to get her laughing.
“I’m really sorry for disappointing you. I know you like to go out after class, but I can’t afford not to do well, otherwise I am out on my ear and then what would I do? I most certainly can’t go back home. I would go crazy there.”
“Well, we can’t have that. It’s settled. We’ll go for drinks before you move, but for now, it’s study, study, study!”
For a while the only thing you could hear was the turning of the pages and the scratching of pens as they made notes, with the occasional sound from outside intruding, but not disrupting the thought processes of the two.
The thoughts of the one, though, were continually being dragged back to the other occupant of the room and couldn’t quite focus on the page open in front of them.
Thus the time went by and before long, they both started yawning and stretching. Chris decided to call it quits and started to get ready for bed. Jo couldn’t hold out for much longer and also succumbed to the sweet invitation of getting into bed and sleeping.

The time rushed by so quickly that before Jo realized it, it was Friday and she was getting ready to move. All her cases had once again been packed and stacked close to the door so that when she came back from class, all she had to do was pick them up and take them to her new room and roommate.
“Time has moved too quickly. It doesn’t feel like two weeks have passed, yet. Now I’ll have to get used to someone else. What a bummer.” Chris said as he helped her get her things ready.
“Yes, well, I must say, it will be an adjustment for me too. I just hope that my new roommate is as nice as you have been.” Jo blushed as she realized that she had almost betrayed herself.
“Remember that we agreed to have drinks before you leave, so I think that for one day you and I can cut class so that we can have a proper send off. What do you say?”
Jo hesitated for a second and thought of all the reasons why she shouldn’t cut class but then thought of the one reason why she wanted to do what he suggested. She would probably never have another chance to spend time with Chris again. Who knew if he wanted to stay in contact after she moved?
“Sure, I think that is a great idea. I have never done something like this in my life so I say its time to try new things. Let’s live on the wild side!”
Jo was so nervous to skip class that she imagined everyone was looking at her and seeing a huge G for Guilty on her forehead. Her pulse was racing and she was breathing very fast, but for the first time in her life, she was feeling a sense of freedom.
They started the day by going to the amusement park so that Jo could experience all the wild rides that she had never had the nerve for. After the amusement park, they had lunch in a little coffee shop and went window shopping in the mall.
It was late afternoon when Chris took Jo to his favourite pub where he had spent more than his fare share of time. Everyone there greeted him as he and Jo went to his usual table.
“What do you want to order? I can suggest the Daiquiris. The taste is divine.” The waitress said and waited for them to choose.
“Sounds good. Make that two please. We will have the most incredible send- off ever.”
When the daiquiris came, Jo was surprised at how good they tasted. It tasted just like fruit juice, so she drank it rather quickly, but by the third one, she was starting to feel more relaxed and talking became so easy, she couldn’t keep quiet.
“I haven’t had this much fun in my life. I always sit looking from the outside in and never take part from the inside. So, now I know how you feel. Does that guy look weird to you? He keeps on tilting left. I wonder which one we can try next. Maybe the Long Island? What about the Bloody Mary? Ooh, definitely Margaritas.” She continued like this for another hour before her eyes started drooping and her speech patterns made about has much sense as a puzzle without all the pieces.
“Come, I think we need to get you back. You will definitely feel the kick in the morning. I should’ve realized that you wouldn’t be used to socializing so much. Come one, up you get.” Chris gently lifted Jo by her arm and guided her to the door. When they reached outside, he basically had to support most of her weight, so he decided to pick her up and carry her the rest of the way, making it easier and quicker to get back, rather than trying to support an almost horizontal person that had trouble seeing where to place her feet. Jo had long ago taken off her glasses and he had taken possession of them, otherwise they would have fallen victim to the happenings of the night.
He nearly dropped her when she started singing some song that was difficult to recognise through the slurring and intermittent speech bursts.
“Here we are. I’m going to put you down so that I can open the door. So hold on to my shoulder.” He carefully put her down and guided her hand to his shoulder so that she could hold on and not fall over, but he had not even turned around completely when he felt her hand trailing down his back and heard a loud thump behind him.
He opened the door and picked her up and carried her to her bed. He laid her down and pulled the blanket over her.
“Ok, I think you should try to sleep a little. If you feel sick or anything, just let me know. Good night.”

Jo woke up with a feeling in her stomach that was gradually working its way up. She started to sit upright and suddenly the whole world felt upside down. She had a massive headache, a dry mouth and was on the verge of becoming sick on her bed. She slowly inched her way to a sitting position and gingerly placed her feet on the floor to stand up. She worked up enough energy to get up and started wobbling over to the door. If she didn’t speed up the process a little she wouldn’t have to go to the bathroom any more.
She opened the room door and holding her head with one hand and guiding herself by holding onto the wall with the other, she managed to reach the bathroom without too much trouble. At least the dormitory was quiet.
She went into the bathroom and stayed in there for about ten minutes before venturing back to the room. She was feeling slightly more human, but this had been one of life’s lessons that she had learned the hard way. She had noticed in the bathroom that she was still wearing the previous day’s outfit, which had seen better days, in any case, and her hair was living a life of its own up there. She never really noticed her hair, but you had to be blind not to see the condition she was in.
She tried to open the door silently in order not to wake Chris up, but she still had very limited control over her actions and as she took the handle in her hand and pushed, there was just a little too much power and the door opened with a crash against the wall.
“Wha…?” Chris sat upright with a confused look on his face. What had happened? His faced cleared when he saw that it was Jo.
“Why are you up? You should be sleeping off the huge amount of alcohol you consumed last night.”
“I was feeling a little under the weather, so I had to make a stop in the bathroom.”
“I’m not surprised. Anyway, sit down before you fall down. You know, you caused quite some entertainment last night. I ended up carrying you back, otherwise we might still be walking, or rather stumbling, back. Just make sure that you don’t have any bumps or bruises because you also fell down when I opened the door.”
The more he talked, the more Jo blushed, realising how much he had done for her and also how much she had thrown her name away with her reckless behaviour.
“I..I don’t know how to thank you. And I also want to apologise. I never wanted you to see me in such a way. You really mean a lot to me and to see me like that…” Jo stopped talking, realising what she had just