Holding my collage acceptance letter and the key to my dorm, I walk through the hallway. I want this whole moving day to be over, being everything into my dorm and sleep for the rest of the day until the next day. I need a good rest before things get serious. I stand infront of the door, I take a deep breath before imagining who could my dorm mate be. Hopefully it's just a quiet girl who doesn't bother me much. As I unlock and open the door, it was already too late.
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(Imagine walking into a fucking mess with a half naked dude laying back on his chair with a book covering his face.) *SIGH* I heard the deep masculine voice, as the book falls down from his face. He turned his head and our eyes met. I'm pretty sure if I saw my own face right now I would throw up, yet he looked calm and didn't seem to care.
"GODDAMIT JAKE, WEAR SOMETHING BRO YOU SCARED THE POOR GIRL"
someone from the back of the room suddenly shouted, making me take my eyes off of him and turn to the sound. It came from a brown curly haired boy with glasses wearing his PJs with Darth Vader heads on it. He seemed to be close to this mess in front of me. OH I guess I mixed the room numbers! I said while trying to turn around as fast as possible. When suddenly the messy boy who seems to be called jake asked: "Don't you think the key wouldn't have worked if you did have switched the rooms?" I just gave him a blank stare while already regretting my choice of facial reaction. What did I do to deserve this? My brains exe. stopped working. And all I could say was "what?". What a loser. What kind of reply was that?
The boy so called Jake sits straight back up while turning his head my way and staring into my eyes with an annoyed look.
" The key wouldn't have fit into the door miss genius" He said with an annoyed voice as he opened his arms and stands up revealing his side tattoo.
We locked eyes for a moment, his dark green eyes staring deep into mine. With his hair covering almost all of his forehead reaching his nose and eyebrows almost to the eyes. I cant Talk, I cant break eye contact, what's happening? I have always been the type of girl to talk back so what's with this jerk shutting me up?
As I tried to think for a reply, a white t shirt was wrapped around his head, break our eye contact. The other boy threw it from across the room.
Gosh,just get your ass out of this place ! I screamed inside Finally able to move, I left and closed the door shutting it behind me. What a great first day!
