as i'm running down the bare dorm housing halls at 4 am, i spot the elevator. i start hitting the button so fucking hard and as soon as the elevator reaches my floor i practically storm into it, i lean against the wall and wait for the doors to close. i close my eyes and inhale deeply.
"what the absolute fuck just happend" i mutter to myself.
as soon as the elevator door is about to close i open my eyes to see a foot stop the door. black sneakers. my mind brought me 5 minutes back, he was dressed in a black sweater that hung loose from his body, grey shorts clung to his muscular legs and he wore black sneakers.
his black sneakers.
"fuck." i roll my eyes as he walks into the elevator and stands next to me, his large frame overpowering me, i can smell his strong masculine cologne. i cross my arms and that really doesn't help my case here, instead it really pushes my breasts out. i can already feel him staring.
as i'm about to open my mouth and say something i get interrupted by the great beast
"sorry for the rough start, i'm hudson." i scoff and roll my eyes "yeah, i've heard all about you dear hudson" one second hes awkwardly standing next to me and the other hes pinning me against the elevator wall with his knee between my legs and his veiny hand wrapped around my neck, lightly squeezing it. so you wanna play dirty accardi? i'll show you dirty.
i thought i was tall but i'm a fucking ant next to this mother fuckers frame. yeah i'm skinny and tall for a FEMALE but this mother fucker has to be atleast 6'3.
i can feel his hot breath on my neck as he whispers in my ear "watch what you say darling, no one talks to me like that, especially here. this is your first and last warning." in less than seconds i flip him myself and have my waist wrapped around his back with the dagger i carry in my bra caressing his jawline.
i wish you could see the expression on his face right now, it looks like he was a caveman who just discovered fire. "now listen baby, you don't tell me what to do or else you'll suffer the consequences..." i purr in his ear seductively. that's when the elevator dings and i jump off his back and walk out saying, "cya around accardi".
i sat outside this wrinkly bitches office for the entire early hours of the morning. finally, the loud obnoxious sound of her heels clicking against the floors and her keys jingling over her neck woke me up.
"oh my god!" she screeched loudly into my ear as she bent down to help me up. i glanced over at the clock and it was 6:30 am.
"what are you doing here?" she asked me. i stood up dusting off my pants that are now covered in nasty school floor dust. as i walked into her office and sat in the chair she pointed me towards to, i cleared my throat and decided to get straight to the point.
"why on gods green fucking EARTH is hudson accardi my roommate?" i gritted through my teeth, still smiling at her. i swear to god i could see the colour drain from her face.
"well you see katerina," she cleared her throat. "we actually have a bit of a situation where all the south and east dorms, female dorm housing wings are filled." i raised my eyebrow. "i don't know how long they'll be completely booked for" she said "but for now you're going to have to live with hudson, when south or east will be opened we'll make sure to notify you immediately dear." she finished her sentence.
i scoffed and stormed out of her office.
after my little breakdown i finally stand in front of the room 248. the room that contains the fucking devil living in it, well as he claims, i'm not really scared of his bitch ass. i push the door open to find an empty room, i exhale deeply and take this time to glance around the room.
hudson has the right side of the room he has a grey bed with a grey blankets and white bedsheets, he had a few pillows thrown over the floor and on the bed. nightstand, table, lamp, with a few posters on the wall, tv next to the door of the dorm, an xbox, typical.
i noticed the left side of the dorm had my suitcases tucked in the corner. well, while i'm alone i might as well take this time to decorate.
40 minutes later and after having a war with the bedsheets i finally made my side of the room look somewhat better. brown bed with white bed sheets and a few pillows on top, brown desk, few shelves, it look decent but not as good as what i had back home. too girly but i'll live.
i unpacked some of my things and put them in the closet horizontal from my bed, i changed out of my atrociously uncomfortable clothing and closed my eyes for what seemed like 5 minutes, but then some shitter has to ruin my amazing slumber.
YOU ARE READING
- Ambrosia -
Romancea romance book with a bad boy, but an even badder girl. or is it a facade? the rare occasion where two wrongs make a right. when you, 19 year old katerina rifero are sent away to a boarding school by your rich father and snobby materialistic mother...