She's My Roomate

Confessions .

Aysia.

After my mother left , I went in my room , slowly adjusting to Siya's presence .

She was an off individual. She didn't talk as much as you'd think she did based off the television show.

I decided to spark a conversation with her instead.

Siya.

I was sitting on the living room sofa provided by the campus when Aysia came strutting in, all sexy and shit .

"So"
She started off.

"What you plan on majoring in?"
She flopped on the cushion next to me .

I chuckled as she pulled a curly strand of her hair out of her face
.

"I'm planning on majoring in Arts and Sculpture"

"Ooohh , you like art huh?"
She said with an arched eyebrow.

"Yeah, I can do a little something"
She smiled , looking as if a lightbulb went off in her head.

"Wanna Do a portrait?"
She was so ecstatic, like a seven year old kid at Disney World.

"What kind of portrait?"

Aysia.

I had the idea that maybe , Siya could do a nude portrait of me .
I know it seems weird since we just met but its beneficial to both of us .

She learns what else she is capable of and I get a nude portrait.

"A nude portrait"
I said slightly smirking , waiting on her response since her facial expression showed none .