Friend Zone
(A New Adult College Romance)
Just Friends Series
Book 2
by Camilla Isley
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright Pink Bloom Press 2017
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Dedication
To all friends who are in love with each other…
Contents
Dedication
Contents
One
Rose
Now
Two
Alice
Seven Months Ago
Three
Alice
Four
Jack
Five
Alice
Six
Jack
Seven
Alice
Eight
Jack
Nine
Alice
Ten
Jack
Eleven
Alice
Twelve
Jack
Thirteen
Alice
Fourteen
Jack
Fifteen
Alice
Sixteen
Alice
Seventeen
Haley
Eighteen
Alice
Nineteen
Jack
Twenty
Haley
Twenty-one
Alice
Twenty-two
Haley
Twenty-three
Alice
Twenty-four
Alice
Twenty-five
Haley
Twenty-six
Alice
Twenty-seven
Jack
Twenty-eight
Alice
Twenty-nine
Madison
Thirty
Haley
Thirty-one
Alice
Thirty-two
Alice
Thirty-three
Alice
Thirty-four
Madison
Thirty-five
Alice
Thirty-six
Alice
Thirty-seven
Rose
Thirty-eight
Tyler
Thirty-nine
Rose
Forty
Alice
Forty-one
Alice
Note from the Author
Excerpt from My Best Friend's Boyfriend
One
Haley
Also by Camilla Isley
About the Author
Acknowledgments
One
Rose
Now
Inside the Smithson’s country house, Rose followed Ethan up the stairs and down a corridor with too many white doors to count. He stopped in front of one toward the end, pausing with his hand on the handle. “You’re about to have a glimpse into my teenage lifestyle,” he said, and flung open the door.
Sprawled on Ethan’s bed was a bulging middle-aged man, fast asleep and snoring.
“Rose, meet Uncle Frank.” Ethan sighed. “He must’ve decided my room was as good a place as any to fall asleep.”
Rose giggled, taking in what she could of Ethan’s room before he closed the door. As it clicked shut, they tiptoed away, careful not to wake the sleeping man.
“We’ll have to take one of the guest rooms.” Ethan turned on his heel and headed back toward the beginning of the hall.
He opened a random door. Before Rose could peek inside, Ethan roared and rushed into the room. Rose made to follow him but stopped dead on the threshold. She raised a hand to cover her mouth as she stared at the scene before her eyes in shocked silence…
Two
Alice
Seven Months Ago
Jack had beaten her to the library. He was waiting inside the small reading room, head bent over his laptop, and a cute frown on his face. He hadn’t spotted her yet, so Alice paused and studied him through the glass door.
Even seated, it was easy to tell Jack was tall; all basketball players had to be. Not to mention playing varsity sports gave him a lean, flat-muscled body all too visible under his tight t-shirt and faded jeans. Dark eyes and hair, high cheekbones, and a straight nose made her best friend dangerously gorgeous. And his mouth… it was made to keep girls awake at night, which unfortunately it did—too often.
As Alice leaned closer to the glass, a dark lock slipped out from behind her ear, startling her. She still wasn’t used to being a brunette. What would Jack say? Would he like it? Only one way to find out. Alice grasped the door handle and her chest tightened. He would reject her. Telling Jack the truth now was a bad idea; she should wait. Yeah, definitely wait. Today was a regular work-on-your-group-project-and-not-tell-Jack-you-love-him kind of day.
Alice pushed the door open. “Hey,” she greeted Jack.
“Hey, Ice.” Jack looked up from behind his laptop. “Whoa!” His dark eyes widened in shock, and his gaze made Alice’s stomach flip. “What’s up with the hair?”
“Change of style.” She dropped her messenger bag on the floor and sat in the chair next to him. “Ethan dumped me.” Alice pretended the news was trivial as she set up her laptop on the table.
“So you dyed your hair black?” Jack tousled his fringe, perplexed.
It was a habit of his, one that made Alice want to run a hand through his soft curls every time he messed them around. The gesture exposed more of his biceps, too, making Alice wonder what kissing him would feel like if she were free to lock one hand in Jack’s hair, pull his lips to hers, and wrap the other hand around the marble-like smoothness of his arm.
She mentally slapped away her hands, and said, “I was tired of the fake blonde. Like it?” Alice hoped the makeover would stir something in Jack, but he ignored her question point blank.
“What happened with the dude? You’ve been dating him for what… three, four months now?”
“Remember when I told you about the night of Georgiana’s birthday party?”
“Your former sorority big sister?”
“A big sister is for life, even if she graduates and moves on to grad school. But, yes, her.”
“She’s hot.” Jack smirked. “You should introduce me.”
“Can’t do. She’s in Paris with her boyfriend until next semester.” Alice rolled her eyes, and Jack laughed.
“So? What does Georgiana have to do with Ethan dumping you?”
“Well, he’s her brother, for one—”
“Seriously?” Jack made a mind-blown gesture.
“Yeah. We were at that hip sushi restaurant downtown for Georgiana’s birthday and Ethan ditched me at the table to go flirt with this other girl. But then he showed up at my place later and apol
ogized, and I thought we were okay. It was business as usual—and then he ghosted me for a month straight.”
“That’s awful.”
Jack was clearly trying and failing to keep his lips from twitching. Ghosting was his favorite breakup strategy.
Alice ignored his distracting lips, and said, “The radio silence was driving me mad, so last night I confronted him. He didn’t even try to deny it.”
“The ghosting part, or that he’s seeing someone else?”
“Either. Both,” Alice admitted. “At least he was honest.”
“Do we know the other woman?”
“No, but she’s a grad student, too.”
“Hot?”
“Yeah, she’s hot.” Alice swatted him playfully. “You’re not helping…”
Jack waggled his eyebrows. “Want me to seduce her for you?”
Yeah. Just what I need. “I doubt she’s into college juniors.”
“You never know,” Jack said, focusing on his laptop screen. With a few clicks of the mouse, he opened the 3D model of a complex molecule they had to design for their Organic Chemistry group assignment. Jack started to rotate the model but stopped to regard Alice with a suspicious air. “Wait, is this girl… What’s her name?”
“Rose.”
“How sweet,” Jack said. “Is she a brunette?”
Alice’s cheeks burned. “Yep.”
“Hence the hair change?”
“No. Ethan made it clear I got a one-way ticket to the dumpster. Dark brown is actually my natural hair color. I’ve decided I want to be truer to myself from now on. Starting with my hair, I guess.” And my feelings for you.
“If it’s any consolation”—Jack knocked twice on the table—“Lori and I are over, too.”
Alice shifted in her chair as a slow melting sensation started in her stomach. Jack’s low voice did weird things to her. Especially when he was saying he was single. Alice had feared Lori would become a long-term problem. And now, poof, she was gone. Was it a sign she should talk to Jack today? And say what, I love you? Nah. Maybe a physical approach would be better with Jack. She should just grab his face and kiss that mouth. How would he react if I did? The thought made her cheeks flame red, and Alice decided to take it slow. She didn’t have to kiss him right now. Better to hear about the breakup first.
Alice pursed her lips, schooling her face to appear concerned instead of elated as she spoke. “Why? I thought your bio concentration was a keeper, what with all her talk of med school and her short skirts.”
Jack snorted. “Until she went from super fun to a clingy nightmare in the space of five dates.”
“I wasn’t the only one who had a bad night, huh?” Alice suppressed a satisfied smile. Her plan to make a move on Jack had just become much simpler.
“Mine was horrible, trust me.”
“Worse than mine? At least you did the dumping.” Jack hated confrontations, in particular with the girls he dated. Hence the ghosting. “What happened? Lori a crier?”
Jack scowled at her. “It’s not funny. She’s a kidnapper. Batshit crazy.”
“A kidnapper?” That was a new one. “What did she do?” Alice was genuinely curious at this point.
“She picked me up after school because we had a date.” Jack abandoned the 3D model and turned toward Alice. “So I naively got into her car.”
“Wait—to dump her?”
“Yeah, my plan was to tell her and leave.”
“Wow, no ghosting?”
“Nah.” He shook his head. “I’d run into her too often to pull that off. She’s taking pre-med Chemistry, remember?”
“No, I’d forgotten,” Alice lied, and gestured for him to keep talking.
“So I got into her car and she drove away. I asked her if we could go talk somewhere quiet, and she told me I’d just read her mind.”
“She was expecting the ‘Sayonara’ speech?”
“No way. This is where my tale gets interesting.” Jack grimaced as if in pain. “I noticed she was heading out of town toward the middle of nowhere, so I asked her where we were going. ‘A special place,’ she told me.”
“Oh gosh.” Alice put a hand to her head. “This story is about to get dreadful, isn’t it?”
“In a second. The best part is coming.” Jack winced. “I tried to tell her I didn’t have much time, and that we needed to talk. She ignored me and kept driving, insisting I had to see this place, no matter how many times I asked her to pull over.”
“But couldn’t you have made it clear you didn’t want to go?”
“Believe me, I did. At that point, I had two options: either keep sitting in the car or grab the wheel and make her pull over by force.” Jack frowned at the memory. “Lori literally kidnapped me.”
“How long were you in the car?”
“Close to an hour?”
Alice let out a low whistle. “Where to?”
“Here’s the best part.” Jack groaned. “She took me to this scenic viewpoint on top of a hill and timed it so we would get there at sunset.”
Alice almost felt sorry for Lori, except that her total fiasco served Alice’s cause too well.
“My day is improving,” she said. “Now I can cross myself off the most-humiliated-girl spot. What happened when she stopped the car?”
“I tried to speak first, but she wouldn’t let me.”
“Of course not.” Alice chuckled. “What did she say?”
“She told me she was falling for me, that I was the only guy she’d cared about in a while…” Jack paused. “Her speech ended with the L-word.”
“Oh gosh, poor girl. And that’s when you told her?”
“Yep.”
“And what did she do?”
“Let me just say the one-hour drive back to the city was… awkward.” Jack sing-songed “awkward.”
“Well, at least she didn’t leave you stranded on the hilltop.” Alice’s mouth trembled with the effort of not smiling. “I would have.”
“Nah, Lori might still hope she can change my mind.”
Alice’s pulse sped up as she asked, “Can she?”
“No way. If I had any doubts, yesterday’s trip cleared them up for good.” Jack made a gun with his fingers and shot himself in the head. “Worst Friday night of my life.”
“Really?” Alice couldn’t hide her amusement.
He nodded. “Really. Ice, why don’t you turn on your laptop so we can get going. You can give me more grief later. Deal?” Jack added a stomach-flipping wink.
“Deal,” Alice whispered, suddenly out of breath.
As she powered on her Mac, her fingers prickled. Both their relationships had ended on the same day; it had to mean something. Today was tell-your-best-friend-you-love-him day. She’d wait until they were done with the project to speak to Jack. Or jump him. He was single and wouldn’t stay so for long; this was her moment. After all, how bad could it go? Not as tragic as with Lori. The worst he could say was no…
Three
Alice
Alice burst into her three-bedroom apartment, slamming the door shut behind her. Ignoring her roommates’ questioning faces, she crossed the entrance hall to her room and flung herself onto the twin bed. Alice hid her head under the pillow and suffocated a scream with the bedcover.
Both of her roommates followed her into the room.
“Are you okay?” Haley asked.
“Hey, what’s up?” Madison said.
Alice rolled over on the bed so she lay facing the ceiling. Still holding the pillow over her face, she muttered something incomprehensible.
The mattress dipped as her friends sat next to her one on each side of the bed. “You might have to repeat that without the pillow covering your mouth,” Haley suggested, her voice coming from the right.
Alice lifted the pillow to say, “I just humiliated myself in the worst possible way,” and then hid her face again.
“How?” Haley asked. r />
She pressed the pillow harder against her face and shook her head, refusing to speak.
Haley tickled her sides. “Come on, out with it.”
Alice thrashed in the bed, trying to make Haley stop. Finally, she tossed the pillow aside. “I surrender!” she yelled. “I’ll tell you everything.” She recovered the pillow from the floor catching sight of Blue, her pet bunny, hopping away from the commotion. Alice straightened and settled the pillow behind her head, then took a moment to study her friends.
On her left, Madison. An introverted poet in the body of a statuesque blonde who dressed like a boho hippie. Her long, soft curls were always loose, and a book was constantly in her hands, like now. On Alice’s right, Haley. An edgy computer science geek with a sleek, dark bob and an urban style. Whenever Haley had something in her hands, it was some techie gadget with software in it. They were both smiling at her encouragingly.
“I hit on Jack!” Alice confessed.
Madison looked down at her with big eyes. “You didn’t!” she yelped, her grip tightening on the hardback in her lap.
“I did.”
“I take it it didn’t go well,” Haley said.
Alice groaned. “Worse.”
“What happened to our plan of waiting for a gap in girlfriends while you moved out of the friend zone?” Haley asked.
Madison nodded, but kept silent; she was letting Haley run the interrogation.
“The gap presented itself sooner than we thought.” Alice told them about the kidnapping debacle. “And you know how Jack is. He would’ve been dating someone else by Monday, so I… I…”
“Did something stupid and impulsive?” Haley offered.
Alice nodded.
“What did you do? Jump him?”
“I tried.” Alice moaned with shame. “I threw myself at him, and he was like ‘Thanks, but no thanks.’”
Anxiety broke on Haley’s face. “I’m so sorry,” she said.
“Me too,” Madison added, looking fretful and worried.
Haley took Alice’s limp hand, squeezing it. “Did he say why?”
“He said we’re friends.” Madison and Haley both kept silent, waiting for the rest. So Alice gave it to them. “And that’s when I practically begged him for it. And he just kept saying no.”
“You begged?” Haley repeated. “Give us specifics.”