two college sweethearts are conflicted when a delusional childhood friend comes into the picture.
"i always thought love was a facade, but when i saw that gleam of admiration in your eyes, i knew i'd just been scared of it all along."
no friends, no nothing. i was shocked that i was even let in, my grades in high school were straight ass.
my best friend, amala, went to the same school as me, but it was no use since we're on different campuses.
since i had no one to choose, the schools administration picked out a roommate for me. her room was already set up, but she wasn't there.
she loved dainty feminine things like the colors pink and white, silver jewelry, and lashes.
i remember when i first came around here.
OMNISCIENT POV
billie rolled her suitcase in the empty corner of her side of the room and drove back home to grab a few more things, like her journal, and her shoes.
when she entered the house, carol smiled at her and kissed delicately her forehead, "oh sweet baby, i'm gonna miss you!" her country accent thick as ever, she begins to wail.
"momma, it's fine! you didn't really think i'd live here with you forever, would you? i'm an adult, and i'll be okay. i'll always come and visit!"
carol sighs, a bit upset with the idea she had to come to terms with, that billie was a woman, and no longer her little girl.
"okay, okay fine, but no parties! okay? if you wanna go to one the sun betta be out, i betta not hear about you goin around dillydallying, kay? and make sure you're home by 9, and no time sooner, them parties laced with alcohol and ungodly activities! be safe out there, pumpkin"
"momma, you know ian bout that life, i'm only going to college to be educated!"
"aw, that's ma baby! okay, now remember, don't go around actin a fool baby, love you!"
"i won't ma!" billie squeezed carol into a tight hug and threw her bag over her shoulder, driving off.
billie thought to herself, does she really think i'll listen?
when billie walked back into the dorm, she heard a small gasp and a creak of the door opening.
it was a brown skinned girl, with pastel pink nails, lashes, and long hair.
"are you my roommate?" she said, slowly revealing more of herself as she let the door open all the way.
she wore a hot pink juicy tracksuit, with diamond bedazzled letters.
nia crossed her arms and tiled her head before asking another question, "what's yo name?"
"yeah, i am your roommate. i'm billie, and you?"
"that's a boy ass name, i'm cool witchu doe. i'm nia, i just moved out here from chicago last week"
BILLIES POV, PRESENT DAY
amala smirks as she takes a bottle of pink whitney vodka from the fridge. "yo bil, you going to durk's party tonight?" she asks, looking down at her phone.
amala slides me a drink as i shrug. "why are you getting drunk now?" i smirk in amusement "the party starts in three hours?"
"being a little tipsy in advance is always a good idea, bil. because if we get drunk at the party, no one thinks we're being crazy or acting out of character, plus a lil pink whitney won't hurt" she explains, swinging her glass around before taking a big sip
i clunk my glass against hers and we drunk, only one cup. amala was already getting giggly, and i couldn't remove my bottom lip from inbetween my teeth.
i rustled through my closet and found me a solid outfit, so i put on some dior perfume and taurus picked me up.
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