This boy next to my room

13

June

I turn on the shower water and turn the temperament to the right where it says "Hot" in large letters. This day has worn me out and all I need is a nice relaxing shower.

The water penetrates warmly in my hair letting it fall back, making me feel good. I even start to sing the lyrics of Lana del rey's music 'Summertime Sadness'. I love this singer and I really miss not being able to spend my days listening to her.

I stay there at least thirty good minutes before going out. I make sure that the door to Connor's room is locked first, and it is. I grab the towel that I've put on the sink and dry my body with it before wrapping it around me. I quickly look at myself in the mirror then leave the bathroom.

I approach the dressing room and open it. I quickly look at the pajamas I brought with me and choose one, the most basic one. A black short with a top of the same color where it says: Fuck off. It was my mother's old clothes and as a souvenir she gave it to me before... Leaving.

It's now 10:00 pm and during all the day I did not stop thinking about the lawsuit that Jacob will take so let's say that I was not too concentrated during the hours of class ; Because yes, here also we continue to learn and have school.

I lie down on my bed and stare at the ceiling, scrolling through the different events of the week. My eyelids are getting heavier so I decide to close them. It's not yet curfew time but I prefer to go to bed a little earlier today.

While Morpheus was about to plunge me into a deep sleep, a noise coming from the dormitory next door invites itself in my ears. At the beginning I prefer to ignore but the more the minutes pass and the more they accentuate.

So I decide reluctantly to open my eyes. When I do it, my spirits take back their place in my brain and I manage much better to identify the noise.

This is the sound a bed makes when someone jumps on it energetically.

I frown, what is this asshole playing at? I get up with a sigh before heading to the bathroom. I have to ask him to stop this fucking noise.

I open the door of this one then I widen my eyes slightly when the sound is heard much louder and it is now punctuated with unpleasant and vulgar moans.

Curious, I approach my ears of the door to confirm what I think, do not tell me that he is sleeping with a girl? The moans are loud and become more intense each time.

At the time it's rather embarrassing but I can't let them interfere with my precious sleep. Annoyance takes possession of me and I abruptly open his door.