Roommates

Chapter {3} - Take care of Him!

 
I woke up with tiredness filling up my body, I have to get used to this stony bed. I looked around me and saw the bed next to mine still has his blankets in a proprietary way which means that that stupid, brainless Dylan didn't get here last night.

I wish he won't come here anymore, can't he leave me or he should ruin my life more than he did?

I don't know now what I'm doing in my life, the concert I've always dreamt of gone away, my parents will be away from me for a year and I'm living in this stupid small room with the same guy who stole the concert from me.

I didn't put my clothes in the closet yet so I have to search the whole suitcase for clothes to wear. Nice.

After what seemed like years, I finally found a black jeans and a grey hoody which I paired them with black sneakers.

I let my hair fall on my shoulders and held my back bag and as I was about to leave the room, the door opened and I was met by a girl, well I wouldn't call her a girl, she looked like the ones who wait under the bridge... You get what I mean? Huh... Yeah! A bitch. Oops.

She was clothed in a short dress, well short enough to show half her ass, her red hair was messy yet beautiful, her face looked like she fell in a hole of make -up - that made me feel disgusted - and her heel was as high as my face.

Well I don't know anything about this girl, but what I know is that she's fake.

I saw her making a step into the room, immediately I stopped her. Don't expect me to let her enter when: first, I don't know who the hell she is. And second, her smell was so disgusting, she smelled like alcohol and smoke.

"Hey, hey, hey. .. Stop here." I said pointing a finger to her.

"Do you know who you're talking to?" she said in all fake voice.

"Oh.. Yeah! I do." I acted like she was a queen and I didn't know and she get all confident. "In fact, right now I'm talking to a fake, stupid, disgusting bitch I have ever known." I continued and smirked. I can see the anger filling up in her veins and why should I care?

"Shut up or..." she began but I cut her off.

"Or what? You'll what? Just forget it. What do you want?" I began to get bored and I have a school to attend.

"Dylan needs his back bag." she said.

"Oh I get it." Ew! What the hell? So this is that jerk's type. I'm disgusted right now.

"Okay wait here, I'm gonna get it." I said before I left to search for his stupid back bag.

I opened his small closet and I was surprised by the amount of fancy watches he had. They were amazing, placed is by side each one in a small box. And it showed just how much he's rich. I remembered Tatia when she told me about his parents, that they're the richest people in town but what I don't understand is that if he's parents are rich and everything, why he's living here? Don't tell me they're rebuilding their home... Hahaha creepy.

"Where are you? I'm waiting." an annoying voice pulled me out of my thoughts and I remembered that I was searching for his bag.

I found it in the back of the closet and handed it to her as fast as I could before I locked the door and left the room ready to go the school.

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"Are you kidding me? Oh God... Oh God..." Tatia, a.k.a my best friend, get all crazy and happy and began jumping in the high school hallway.

What did happen to her?

"No I'm not kidding you! And what's the big deal in it?" I asked.