I'm staring at the ceiling, completely bored out of my mind. I didn't have a class for a few hours, so I was just relaxing. I counted all the ceiling tiles, leaving me with the number thirty-one. All of a sudden, my roommate, Casey, barged in through the doors. For a second, I thought the hinges on the doors might have been broken. Flames of anger were extremely visible in her eyes, and she started screaming.
"THAT MAN-WHORE!" she yelled.
"Who are you talking about this time.." I sighed. Every guy here was an ass.
"ESPINOSA! I saw him mouth raping his girlfriend yesterday, seems normal right? Today, he was getting his face eaten off by some other slut!" she ranted.
"Well, I bet he broke up with his girlfriend." Matt never seemed to happy with having a long-term relationship, he always switched from person-to-person. His longest relationship with someone only lasted 2 days.
"I wouldn't bet on it, Y/N. He is also known to be a cheat." Casey rolled her eyes.
"You know what, there's really no point in talking about Matt, it's obvious he only wants attention." Almost immediately after I finished, I heard strange noises coming from the door. I watched the doorknob turn ever so slowly.
"Someone is trying to get in!" Casey bit her fingernails.
"No shit Sherlock." I whispered back.
Directly after that, the door opened revealing Matthew. Well, speak of the Devil and he shall come.
"Hey, I heard you two talking. What about?" Matt said, leaning against the now closed door, inviting himself in.
"Maybe you should mind your own business, stalker." Casey replied, crossing her arms over her chest.
"I could say the same about you Casey! Also, I'm not trying to get attention, I guess I was just born a trouble maker." he smirked, leaving with a wink.
I got up to shut the door, finally releasing a breath I hadn't realized I was holding.
After that, we watched a few episodes of the Simpsons, then I left for my English class, suddenly remembering I had to share it with Matt. Great.
I walked in ten minutes early, and sat down in the middle of the front row waiting patiently for the rest of the class to arrive while working on a bit of homework. I double checked my notes, and after everyone had arrived - the only exception being Matt - class started.
"Hello everyone. Starting today, we will be studying the book "To Kill A Mockingbird-"
Matthew walked in casually at that moment, as if he wasn't late. "You're late again." the teacher sighed, with a tad annoyance laced through his words.
"Well it's not like I'm going to graduate anyway." he mumbled, but still loud enough for everyone to hear.
"We can change that, Mr. Espinosa. All you need to do is attend class on time, and do your work." The teacher smiled.
Matt rolled his eyes, then sat down at the back of the classroom.
Class went by quickly, and I was only given one assignment, which wouldn't be due for another week.
I left the classroom, walking back to my dorm when Matt came up from behind me
"Hey. Wanna come over to my place to watch Netflix and chill?" Matt asked. You looked at him with a look of disbelief on your face.
"Why the hell would I want to do that? We aren't really even friends." I tried to get away from him, but it was no use. Stupid basketball player.
"Awe baby that hurt. Pretty please, I need help studying." he said, adding a puppy dog face and clutching onto the fabric of his shirt where his heart would be. I rolled my eyes at his immaturity, but just agreed.
