All The Odds

Two

//I had a one way ticket to a place all the demons go. Where the wind don't change and nothing in the ground ever grow...// Alive-Sia.

After tossing, turning and tangling with the sheet, I finally gave up on sleep. I stripped myself bare as I prepare to brush my teeth and take a shower. I might has well get started on the day. Even though my first class isn't till 12pm, I'll rather not be anywhere around, when that jerk wakes up.

I stare at my reflection in the small mirror above the wash basin, the bags under my eyes are prominent than usual and my hair is an evidence of my battle with the pillows. I didn't have nightmare as I barely slept at all, not like the nightmares were a frequent thing but still fragment of the past haunted me each time I tried closing my eyes.

It's still hard to comprehend his being just a wall away, it'll definitely need a lot of getting use to. I can't believe I let Daniel convinced me into letting him stay.

My reverie was brought to an abrupt end when the bathroom door suddenly burst open. I squeak in surprise and whirl around so fast, shielding myself with my hands as best as I can in such short notice to face a-sweating, topless, seemingly just back from a run- Iverson.

His eyes goes wide and his mouth forms an 'O' on seeing me.

"Get out!" I yell.

He close his eyes for a second and shakes his head as if to clear it. "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in...."

"Just get out!" I yell again. He raise a hand up and step back out with a confused look.

I'm so going to kill Daniel for not telling him we all share a bathroom. And the idiot didn't have the courtesy of knocking either.

Just as I begin to relax and turn back to the mirror, the door opens again. "One minute." he quickly say before I scream, holding out a finger. He poke his head inside to look behind the door.

"What the hell are you doing? I'm fucking naked here."

"Really?" He straighten up, his eyes falling on my chest, I look down at myself to make sure I have everything cover though by now I was beyond mortify. "For a second there, I almost didn't notice."

My body heats up in anger and embarrassment to the point that I visibly shake.

"If there's only one bathroom in the house, why is there no lock on it?" He ask.

"Because, you moron, there's a plastic flip on the door. It has two colors, you're suppose to flip it to red as you enter and back to green when you're done, you should have check that or by all means knock before barging in like this is your fucking house."

"Wow. For a lady, you do cuss a lot." he chuckle, lazily fingering the flip I just told him about, drawing my eyes to the arrow tattoo running up his mid-arm. "I wasn't aware I was suppose to look for traffic symbols before entering a bathroom, it's not my usual practice..."

That did it, I grab the toothpaste and chuck it at him but he was fast, quickly shutting the door so the tube bounced off of the wall.

******

"Arrgh I can't stand him." I complain to Claire, one of friends from college as we both walk towards the cafeteria to join Jenna for a quick break.

"Can you believe it, he's not even spent 24 hours in the house and he's seen me naked and chose that particular moment to pick an argument with me."

Claire giggles. "Please tell me he is at least cute." she says and I scoff. We enter the Cafe and spot Jenna right away, thanks to her newly dyed ginger hair.