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ProfNigma Stories #9: Learning Curves #11
Date: 6/1/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Author: FrankSinner
... course the last week and a half, he had not heard a single word from Tori. Admittedly, the first few calls were to beg her to take him back, which may have been a little shitty since he had just gotten rid of Kelly, but he was lonely. The last two though were about the identity of his roommate's killer being Tori's former professor, which had really set the campus on fire. Even with all his efforts to reach her, and he knew she had received some of his messages, she still hadn't even bothered to respond. He didn't know if it was something he had done, or something going on with her but the fact of the matter was that he cared and was worried for her well-being. It was only natural that the first place his mind went to when it came to blame was Jade. His ex-girlfriend had done everything in her power to keep Tori away from him, continuing the behaviour she showed towards Tori in high school because of her threatened ego, but now in reverse against him. Adding his already strained ego to what he knew was probably going on behind closed doors with Tori, a sickening heat began to flood his body and mind. Beck hadn't told anyone about this but for almost a year now, he had been plagued with visions of a dream he had back around Christmas when he wished Nate was out of the picture. The nightmare of seeing Tori and Jade together, both being just sexually destroyed by Freddie. A few months ago, he could just shrug it off as a weird dream, but after seeing the three of them being so ...
... tight when the group would get together, his imagination ran wild with what fuelled their closeness. So when his phone rang, Beck couldn't help but dive toward it so he could answer what he prayed would be a call from Tori. Unfortunately, as he said hello to a call he didn't even check, he found that it was quite the opposite. "Sup brah?" "Oh… Kelly," he said, trying hard not to sound let down at her identity. "Kinda surprised to hear from you." "Yeah… shit's been fuckin' crazy, man…" she said back in her valley girl/surfer dialect that made his teeth hurt after a while. "Last time we chilled, some shit got mad real, you know?" "Uh… yeah… well, you were poisoned, so that… you know… happened," Beck was completely at a loss for where this was actually going. "You… doing ok?" "Nah man… I'm like sooo over this college bullshit." "Ummm… ok." "But yeah, since I'm like leaving this fuckin' joint and shit, I thought you might like, want to get some of the shit I still have of yours." "I actually figured you would have probably destroyed or burned my stuff… since… you know… we had a bad breakup," Beck said, showing his genuine surprise in this development. "Nah man… wasn't that bad I guess. I didn't, like, kill you or anything. That'd be pretty shitty, right?" Beck was planning to respond with his continued confusion, but she headed him off. "Speaking of dude… you pro’lly heard about ...