18-year-old Fallon Lawson has always led a life of few problems and little drama. He knows what he wants and more often than not, knows how to achieve it.
That all changes when Fallon goes off to college.
Despite his efforts to room with his boyfrie...
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I CROSSED MY ARMS and shot Matteo an "I told you so" look. "What'd I tell you?" I said. "They didn't dorm you that far away." Matteo rolled his eyes. "I see that," he said, placing the last of his boxes in the corner of the empty-looking space.
"Well, would you look at that!" I said excitedly, my hands placed sassily on my hips. "We did it. We got everything packed up and moved in."
"Thanks for all your help," Matteo said with a slight smile on his face. "Yeah, yeah," I replied. "Anything for my best friend's boyfriend," I finished in a rather sarcastic tone, earning nothing more than a blank, maybe even confused stare from poor Matteo.
Eager to change the subject and break the now uncomfortable silence, I turned back away from the older boy and back towards the room door ahead.
"Room 37G," I sighed. "Home sweet home for the next year, huh, bud?" Matteo's smirk returned at the statement. I watched as he walked into the room, examining his new surroundings quite thoroughly before coming back to me. "There are more boxes back there," he said, pointing to a wall further back into the room, a space that was just slightly out of my line of vision. "Well, Mattie, you do have to have a roommate, you know? It's possible that they've already moved their things in. You did take your sweet time moving in yours," I explained to him. Matteo stared at me as if he was taking a second to process what I had just said to him, his face becoming more and more disoriented as he did.
Noticing the shift in his mood, I sat down against the wall. "Sit," I said, patting the spot on the floor beside me. Matteo sat down and pulled his legs snugly against his chest. I waited a second before I started to speak.
"Look, I know that change is hard for you, and I know that you and Fal had a plan to be together this year, but it doesn't have to be all bad," I told him. "I'm sure your new roommate will be lots of fun," I finished, still getting the same look of dissatisfaction from Matteo.
In that very moment, a thought crossed my mind that could very well change his mind. I was a genius.
I got up from the ground and stood in front of him. "Up," I said, holding out my hands for him to grab hold of and quickly helping him to his feet.
