I walk around campus using google maps to try and find the campus library. I really should have gone on the campus tour for the freshmen.
You have reached your destination
I look up from my phone and I'm greeted by a small staircase to the double door entrance of the library. Not what I was excepting but who can complain it's a library full of free books. I make my way up the stairs to the door and pull it open. The library buzzed with life. Everywhere you turned you were met with books or students. I make my way through to the back where there are supposed to be study tables.
I look around for any empty table and all of them are either full or have a suspicious looking student sitting at it. I go for the table in the furthest corner with only one person at it with their feet up on the table and a book blocking their face from view. I sit down across from them and open up my notebook and textbook for American Literature 101.
"Are you here to get away from your annoying roommate too?" they ask without moving their book.
"You have no idea," I say as I try to concentrate on my studying.
"Really?" they ask.
I look up at them to begin my endless rant about Miles when they set down their book and I'm met by a smirking Miles Miller.
"Are your serious right now?" I ask.
"Well, yes. You are my annoying roommate and I'm yours," he says.
"No, I mean... are you seriously in a library right now? And in the words of Draco Malfoy 'I didn't know you could read'," I say with a smirk.
"Tom Felton improvised that line, you know. It's not even in the books," Miles says with a scoff.
"I know that. I wasn't quoting the book," I counter back.
"Sure, you were," he says before lifting his book to go back to reading.
"I read the whole series back in fifth grade,"
"I read it in fourth," Miles says and sets his book back down with a smile.
"Well, I went to a Harry Potter convention dressed as Harry Potter," I say trying to top him.
"I went and I dyed my hair red to be Ron Weasley and my sister to be Ginny Weasley. I also got the first book signed by the one and only J.K. Rowling," he says.
He sets down his book as if to say: Top that. Unfortunately for me I can't, but there is the saying 'Fake it 'til you make it' for a reason.
"I got all seven of the books signed and I have a second copy of the books in case something happens to them," I say.
It wasn't fully a lie. I do have two copies of all the books, but I never got one signed.
"Prove it," Miles says with a slight hiss in his voice. Defiantly a Slytherin.
"I can't," I say.
"Because you lied," he says with a grin.
"Fine! Yes, I lied. Are you happy now! I don't have a single one of my books signed! Okay? I lied," I whisper yell at him.
"Jezze, you don't have to blow up at me like that," he says with his hands up as if to surrender.
"I'm leaving," I say as I grab my stuff.
"I never asked you to stay," he says as I leave.
YOU ARE READING
They were Roommates
General FictionWesley Johnson. The gay kid everyone knew about back in highschool is heading off to collage hoping to get somewhat of a fresh start. But then he meets his roommate, his highschool bully, Miles Miller.