Tatum's body tensed up as soon as Mackenzie sat beside her, already knowing exactly what to expect. Even so, she knew her cheeks were blushing even harder as soon as her friend had that arm around her, winking at her like it was nothing. She was always doing this to her, but Tatum couldn't exactly argue. Mackenzie took care of her, and if that meant a little teasing once in a while, then she would just deal with it. She took every little flirt with a grain of salt, it wasn't as if girls like Mackenzie really wanted a girl like her.

"Not girls," the red head sighed. Things with Frankie had actually been really good lately. They had a good time together over break, and Meka's party had been amazing. That Brian was a pretty cool kid. Up until Monday night, it had been pretty much perfect few weeks. No girl troubles in sight. "Only girl I, uhm have trouble with lately is you," she joked, finally relenting and leaning slightly into the blonde's arm.

"I'm just kind of freaked out over something dumb. You wouldn't believe it if I told you," she admitted, finding that she did kind of want to tell her. Maybe she might believe her, someone had to. But it sounded so silly when she said it out loud. "I'm still not sure I wasn't just.. tripping balls. That's what Bekka thinks."

It was no secret that Tatum and her roommate were a mismatched pair. She usually spent most of her time tip-toeing around Bekka's presence, but after the other night, she was pretty sure the other girl now thought she was annoying and crazy. "It's stupid."