Chapter 1~ God help me

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Aaliyah POV

College. The place filled with horny fucks. The place filled with drug addicted teens. The place filled with students who had a purpose at the age of 8 but lost it at the age of 15.

This place is not the place I expected to be. I mean don't get me wrong I love my education since I'm trying to be...eh I don't know I'm trying to figure it out but still this place is just not it.

I walk in and I hear the voice of people who are here and don't give a shit about anything but sex, drugs, and alcohol.

I make my way to the front desk to where I see an middle aged woman looks like she's in her 40's.

"Hi umm excuse me i would like get the keys to my dorm please." God curse you for this damn accent. I don't even think she understood anything I said. Fuck you Russian parents.

I pulled out a piece of paper and wrote it down instead and she nodded with a smile on her face and handed me a key.

I nodded and headed on out the door and across campus and up some stupid stairs that are just there for no reason.

"Music?" I whispered to myself as I stood in front of my dorm door and god this music is terrible. I opened the door to see a short small framed girl dancing in a tank top and shorts.

I leaned on the door and watched her shaking my head at her awful movements to what Americans call dancing.

"Oh my lanta. Hi umm I'm Ivy....Ivy Angelas." She's too happy and bubbly. What the hell is this girl on. She stuck her hand out.

I didn't move and she grabbed my hand and shook it and I just stared at her as if she was crazy. God this little person is hyper.

"You must be Aaliyah Vish..kav?" I looked at her and tilted my head then walked to the empty bed up against the wall.

"It's Vishkov Ivy." She made and 'o' shape with her mouth and went to her side of the room.

"Well ummm I guess you picked out your side just please make sure your clean I really don't like a dirty nasty roommate so please clean up after yourself." I rolled my eyes and tilted my head.

"Ты действительно будешь проблемой, не так ли?(You are really going to be a problem aren't you?)." She looked at me and her look gave off confusion so I sighed and went to the bathroom.

Okay so you got a hyper ass roommate who hates dirt shit. She's small so I could easily fling her to her side of the room if she bothers me but I think she'd fine that fun.

As I think to myself and tape the side of the sink.

We came her to get a degree in medicine I think....yea in medicine so let's not waste time. Tomorrow are classes so we can get away from her which means we will probably only see her what once a day which is good.

I open the door and there was this little frame right there.

"What the hell. Short person please move." She looked at me.

"You speak another language then you just jump to English....that is sooooo COOL." She is really really hyper.

"Short person please stop talking and breathe and yes I speak multiple languages."

"Why are you calling me short person. Just because I stop at your chest doesn't mean I'm short." She huffed and crossed her arms.

"Yes it does." She flopped down beside me.

"Excuse me but your side is over there here." She looked at me and shook her head. Great she's annoying too.

"Oh you should come to this party tonight."

"Nope. End of discussion."

"But come on it'll be fun."

"No."

"Yes."

"No"

"Yes."

"Look you just met me for all you know I could be a serial killer who's looking for my next victim and you might just be it." She just looked at me.

"Well I guess I won't know unless I don't wake, no?"

"Yea I guess you won't." Well that just went dark and I honestly liked it.

"Can you please go on your side of the room please?"

"Not unless you say yes to going to the party with me tonight." I looked at her and rolled my eyes.

I nodded and she squealed and hugged me.

"Yay okay dress pretty and just be yourself." I just nodded and laid back on my bed.

This is a short one but I just wanted to get a feel of what the book was gonna be like and for you guys to get a few of the characters.

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