Sheesh he was a sight for sore eyes. I could stare at him all day and wouldn't get bored. It's like I knew him this happens a lot I can read people like books. I think that why I love reading so much.
Like for example my best friend daisy before I knew her well I could tell I liked her. People have layers too them, textures. People are like Russian dolls so many different personas and traits you can't tell which one a are really from which ones are fake. This is why lying is the biggest turn off and biggest red flag in relationships, not that I have had a lot of those.
He turned looking at me with a cold glare as if to say what do you want. " oh ermmm .... sorry I..I didn't mean t..oo bump into you I was ju." I was cut off by him. " spit it out" erm sexy but not friendly. " sorry just trying to get through everyone." I said timidly jeez he was intimidating but so cuteeeee at the same time. But again scary. " yeah well watch where your going next time doll." Doll? That's new " oh it's kath" " oh yeah I didn't ask" omg the nerve on this guy. I hate it so much when people do that it's just rude.
We didn't exchange anymore words he just waved at me like I was a baby and he put on an over exaggerated pouty face. He was baisicly saying get out of my way. So off I went. After that encounter he made my day a shade darker like he cursed it because I really struggled getting into my dorm room it's like the door was glued shut. But with a little bit of help form my mum it finally budged. It was nothing much just a room with two beds, two wardrobes, two study desks, and a shared bathroom.
I grabbed the box my mum put by the door and placed it on the flimsy thin mattress that was on the bed frame. The room was small but not too small but small enough to be homey and cosy so while my mum went back to the car to get more of my boxes I started to unpack I set up my bed first since the box I had has my bed sheets and extra pillows in it. And maybe including some stuffed animals.
I grabbed the duvets and put my white with green flowers duvets cover on. With the matching pillow cases. My mum brought up the second box and I started to unpack everything including some posters and lights for the walls.
*4 hours later
My room had style and made me feel more at home especially with my books all set up under her bed it two boxes. I have put all my toiletries into the bathroom and i left plenty of room for my roommates stuff to fit.I don't know when she is coming but I hope whenever it is that she is nice and can be my fist college friend so for the rest of the night I ended up calling daisy and telling her all about how the unpack went and how emotional my mum was gene she had to go and obviously about the cute but mean boy I stumbled over today.
I ended up passing out without having dinner because I had a huge breakfast before we left home and had some snacks when unpacking. I slept surprisingly well for my first night at college. But all good things must end but I didn't think it would be so soon.
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Russian doll
RomanceA lusty romance of enemy's to lovers Katherine in her first year of uni obsessed with reading and her studies. The polar opposite Rafiel dangerous bad boy typical player looking for a game to play. When Katherine try's to pick apart his layers he ca...