In the 6 days after I had arrived, my new roommates and I had stayed up all night watching movies that had super hot guys playing the main roles, received our new school uniform, and I had accidently dropped my cappuccino on a really sweet guy who was very yummy (talk about embarrassing) named Kerk.
On this particular Sunday morning -the day before school- G and I had decided to re-enact Tom Cruise's most famed moment, rocking out to Bob Seger in his underpants.
I yanked on socks, some white Daisy Dukes and Paul's white button up shirt that I forgot I borrowed. G was putting white spankies (the stuff that cheerleaders under their uniform) with a pale green button up and socks.
Right when I was going to start the music, Roxie, who was too embarrassed to do it with us, yelled, "Wait!"
"What! What's wrong?!!" G yelled acting like she was freaking out.
"When the greats of America, Tom Cruise and Niles the butler from The Nanny, did this they were both were wearing," She had her hands behind her back then suddenly yanked them out, "Shades, duhhh!!" I laughed and took a pair while G did the same.
Roxie bumped up 'Old Time Rock-n-Roll' while me and G grabbed a fake microphone each and we slid on the wooden floor. I began to dance and sing along rocking with my air guitar. I jumped on the bed and wiggled my butt, I looked to see what G was doing when I saw her on the floor laughing while Roxie sat on her bed trying to contain her laughter and was turning a deep shade of red from the effort.
"Why'd you *gasp* stop *gasp* dancing?" I was breathing hard from dancing all around the room.
"Yeah, how come?" asked a voice from the doorway. I turned around and could already feel the blood rushing to my cheeks when I saw Paul and some major eye candy. Since Paul was in the middle of the 2 hunks, both his hands were covering his friends' eyes. The reddy was shamelessly looking through Paul's parted fingers he could sneak a peek of me rockin' and rollin'. The sexier blue eyed one, on the other hand was trying to be modest (and was failing miserably), only sneaking peeks when he thought I wasn't looking.
"If you're not out by the time I count to 3, all that the cops will find is a pile of ash," my voice was cold with a rock hard edge. "On-"before I could finish saying the first number they had already scrambled out of the doorway in fear. I smiled triumphantly then slammed the door shut, but when I turned to face Roxie and G my smile immediately vanished.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THEY WERE STANDING, RIGHT THERE!!!!?" My face was flushed with anger and embarrassment.
"Well, we thought it would be funny and we didn't think you would get so angry," Roxie looked down at the ground. "Would an old fashioned chocolate donut and milk from Starbucks make you feel better?"
"So what if it did, THAT'S NOT THE POINT!!"
"So you're saying you don't want it?" G questioned, her eyebrow raised.
"NO I do want it, it's just that-"
"So you do want it? Cuz' we were just going to go." Roxie so rudely interrupted me.
"And if you don't want one we'll just go on ahead without you." G said while Roxie nodded.
"UGH FINE I'LL GO!! But you two are paying and I want two donuts not just one!" I let them know my conditions.
"Yes ma'am." The two girls said in unison. "You might want to change first, though."
I threw a pillow at Roxie's head and grabbed my towel walking into the bathroom.
After I had showered, I wrapped my towel around me and stepped into the walk-in closet to change. I grabbed on my favorite Boys Like Girls tee that was loose on me and yanked on a worn out pair of skinnies with holes in both knees. I walked out of the closet putting my thick hair in a high ponytail with my side bangs in my eyes.
