I woke up the next morning with sounds of banging at my door, I turned on my side to check if Miranda was here but she wasn't. As I opened the door I saw the jackass from last night, he grinned at me and was about to say something when I slammed the door on his face
"Come on babe don't be like that I didn't know it was your room it's just a happy coincidence" he said from the other side of the door
"I don't really care now go away before I call campus security"
"Look all I need is to hide from this clingy chick I banged last night and then I'll be out of your hair"
"Why don't you go knock on somebody else's door and see if they care" I spat
"I already tried, look please! She'll go back to my frat house! She won't leave me alone, she defeats the whole 'one night stand' purpose" I sighed dramatically and opened the door to let him in
"Fine" I said "But I swear if you bother me in anyway I will kick you out and tell said girl where you are and how to find you"
"Thank you, by the way I'm Nick Jacobson I didn't catch you name though"
"That's 'cos I didn't say it" he chuckled and replied
"Well I'm going to be here a while and I have to call you something" I sighed and said
"Fine, I'm Sasha Peterson...Wait a minute! You said your last name is Jacobson, are you related in anyway to Miranda Jacobson?"
"How do you know my cousin?"
"She's my roommate"
"Well I guess I'll be seeing a lot of you then"
"Oh hell no! The less I see you, the better. Wait why don't you have a Texan accent like her?"
"Our parents got in a huge fight and my parents moved to France"
"Okay then"
"Do you mind if I ask a friend to come over here with some clothes and all?"
"Whatever Nick as long as you don't go through my stuff or set the place on fire"
"Aight thanks" he called his friend while I looked for my toiletry bag "he won't be long"
"Like I said Nick it's not my business but don't touch anything that belongs to me and don't set anything on fire"
"Look I know we got off on the wrong foot, I'm cocky and arrogant and sometimes I forget to be nice"
"It's fine really, I don't know you and you don't know me"
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FantasyHer name is Sasha Peterson and she is 18. Sasha was what people call an average person in high school, she was not popular but was not a total loner either. All her friends have already fallen in love at least once, she however was another hump and...
