This isn't really a one shot.. It's more like a short story but it fit better in here than it did on it's one. Enjoy x
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It's been a week since Uni started. I've gotten used to my schedule, but I'm still not used to the dorm set up. It's not like the other dorm halls I've seen. Girls and guys rooms are beside each other, there are random lounges everywhere and there aren't any guy/girl visiting hours. So yeah, it's awesome.
Earlier this week, Kris - my best friend - told me she was rooming with Dinah. You see, I don't like Dinah. I think she manipulates people and she's a terrible friend, but Kris doesn't see it, so I just pretend to be nice and Dinah does the same.
Anyway, I'm bored out of my mind. I'm supposed to be writing a paper, but my concentration level is definitely running low. Since I don't have a roommate, I text a few of my friends and ask them to hang out for a couple hours. I contemplated texting Kris, knowing she would bring Dinah, but did anyway so she wouldn't feel left out.
Before I leave, I take a quick shower. I throw some comfortable clothes on and leave without putting makeup on or messing with my crazy curls.
As I head to our usual spot, I notice two things. That one: everyone is already there, which is unusual, and two: I was right about Kris bringing Dinah.
"Am I late or were you all early?" I ask sarcastically, as I pull out a chair and sit down between Dinah and Quin.
"You're late." Dinah replies flatly.
"Yeah, I know. It was a rhetorical question.
"Anyway, Quin, what are you doing here?" Sure, I had texted him, but our friendship was a secret. We hadn't told anyone due to the fact that Deema - my 'sister from another mister' - was pretty much obsessed with him.
"What, you didn't invite me? I swear I read a text invitation!" His voice has a cocky tone and the wink he sends my way defines it.
I huff but ignore him otherwise. Soon, the whole group is conversed in jokes and loud laughs.
Even though the group's mood is light, there's a tense and awkward undertone.
The current ripple of laughter dies down and the conversation dies with it.
"So today, some guy said something to me and I don't even remember exactly what it was, but it was so damn rude. A lot of people treat me like shit around here. I don't really know why." Kris is looking down while she's talking. I know she's upset so I'm trying to keep my mouth shut to keep from snapping. But. . .
"Maybe people would treat you better and try to get to know you if they didn't think you would ditch them at any given time for Dinah. People think it's pointless to get close to you because they'd rather not lead themselves into a friendship full of hurt. And coming from experience, I'd say they're pretty damn smart." Keeping my mouth shut didn't exactly work.
Everyone is staring at me with different looks.
Kris with betrayal, Dinah with anger, Deema with shock and Quin with a smirk.
I stand up and walk away. As I turn the corner, I hear all four chairs being pushed out and back in. I really hope no one follows me. I'm on the verge of tears and seriously don't want to talk - or argue - with anyone.
I've been walking blindly for at least 10 minutes now. No one came after me, thank God. I haven't cried, but the tears are still threatening to escape, causing my view to be obscured.
I wipe my eyes so I can see where I am and not-so-surprisingly, I'm lost. I decide to ask someone for help. I walk over to the nearest door and hope for three things. One: that I don't know the person. Two: that they don't ask questions and three: they know where my dorm room is because I don't want to be asking multiple people.
