Will
I looked at my side of the dorm feeling very pleased that I didn't bring too much stuff, which I was thankful for because it wasn't that much of anything to unpack.Placing my hands on my hip I turned my head to my Roommate "Max's" side of the room.
She definitely knew how to stay organized...to say the least, my favorite thing about her side of the room is all the posters of music bands I've never heard of.
Except one I know it's a photo of "Chappell Roan" I only know about her because she's my favorite artist as of right now and not to mention very popular in the LGBT+ community.
I ask myself an unlikely question could my roommate be apart of the LGBT community? just like me...I mean it makes sense on how we got paired up as roommates.
I stop myself nope it's not my business only hers.
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Grabbing my toiletry bag to head towards the showers and call it a night for today, as I suspect Luke is still mad at me from yesterday.Heading out of my room and down the hallway towards the bathroom departments, I hoped those would be at least separated and you could each have your own privacy.
But nope I'm starting to question whether the universe hates me or something, I walked up to the door and saw a blue and pink stick figure on the door. "Just great" I muttered to myself.
opening the door hoping nobody was in there...but unfortunately it was someone in there, a girl with blonde hair standing in the mirror in her underwear and bra I quickly looked away walking with my head down passing her. (Any guess on who that might be)
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I closed the shower curtain with my arms around my chest waiting for the water to warm up.I was really paranoid about someone accidentally opening my curtain though and just seeing me in all my glory...so i tucked my legs over each other until half of my body was covered with my hands.
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After my shower I was headed back to my room thankfully the halls were empty.In my mind I was planning on getting into my room throwing on my pajamas and opening that gift box I found tucked away in one of my packing boxes.
And apologize to Luke even though I'm not the one who started the argument in the first place.
With a sigh I push the key into the keyhole of the white Wooden Door, and walk over to my closet untying the knot in my robe, But something in my gut kept telling me to turn around or look up.
And they always say you are always supposed to trust your gut feeling...so I turned around, but not before I tied my robe back. And i nearly jumped out of my skin when I saw it...or should I say He.
"W-Who are you?! We're is Max?" I question words just falling out of my mouth.
The taller lanky male turns onto his stomach lifting his body up on his elbows. He raises an eyebrow and just looks at the tv on Max's side of the room increasing the volume.
"Hello?! I clap my hands are you def? I asked who are you" He drops his head in annoyance letting out a sigh.
" I heard you loud and clear, which is why I turned the tv up...because you're talking over it" he says his voice small but sorta deep.
"Well then answer my question who the hell are you?" I asked once more with more tone in my voice.
He turns over letting his shoes sit against the carpet floor. "You've asked me that already" he said with a movement of his hand. His black shirt showing off his arm that has a tattoo that appears to start from his shoulder all the way down his arm.
"Well are you going to answer it?" I asked starting to get a little annoyed and cold as I'm still standing in my bathrobe.
Yet again he looks at me with a smirk. "I could he taps his chin but then again I'm not going to" he shrugged his shoulders. Rolling my eyes
"Then can you stand out in the hall..or turn towards the wall so I can change?" I asked softly but still annoyed.
As He just throws his head back letting out a deep laugh like he just heard the most funniest joke known to man.
He huffs out air "oh please, don't flatter yourself you are the last thing I want to look at" he says but still covers his eyes laying down against Max's bed.
I roll my eyes and turn back towards my closet taking out a pair of sweatpants and sweatshirt.
Not trusting my instinct to drop my robe cause he's still in here.
I slide my underwear on from underneath my robe and quickly throw my pants and sweatshirt on.
I hear a loud groan from Max's side "Are you done yet?" He said with a sharp tone.
"Yes...you may uncover your eyes now" I said softly. While I crossed my arms
"Don't think I'm not done asking my question I still want an answer...who are you?" He stands up slightly taller than me...and it was kinda intimidating.
"He leans his face closer to Mine and I was serious about my answer...I'm not telling you" he smirks stuffing his hands into his pants pockets.
"Oh you smug Asshol-" I cut myself off as the door opens.
"Hey will" Max says walking in as she stops in her tracks. Looking at the both of us and then speaks.
"Oh shit I forgot to inform you that Mike was coming over....sorry she says" oh so the jerk does have a name and it fits him just perfectly.
But why would Max waste her time with some asshole like this.
"Your boyfriend is rather rude" I scoff walking over to my side of the room.
As They both looked at the one another.
"Funny joke Will but Mike wheeler is not my boyfriend" she says moving past him grabbing a backpack from off her bed.
"Hmm that reminds me! Hey will there is a party tonight, if you're not doing anything wanna come?" Mike lets out a laugh.
"You'd really think he would agree to go to a party...I mean just look at him" he points at me.
Alright that's it...I wasn't going to agree but just to prove this smug prick wrong I look at max and huff a breath. "Of course I would love to come!" I smile as Max smiles back.
" oh for fucks sake" Mike cursed grabbing his leather jacket off of Max's bed and walking out the room past us.
And now I needed to change (again)
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A/N: Now if you read the book this whole chapter is inspired by it...well half of it I threw my own words in there. But let me know how I'm doing so far and if you like it...cause I love it :))

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