My Roommate is as Crazy as Me

1. Awkwardness and Sass a good combo don't you think?

Food,

       Thats all I could think of in that exact moment. I swayed back and forth as I took in the breathtaking smell. Suddenly

CRASH!

       Before I knew it I was knocked on the floor confused at what just happened, I slowly looked up curious as to see what had hit me moments ago. The moment I looked up I was engulfed by forest green eyes, staring back at me. Then all of a sudden I realized I just bumped into a gorgeous male specimen and it looks like we're having a stare on battle. I laugh in my mind but then immediately realize by the looks I'm getting that I hadn't entirely laugh in my head. I slowly got up trying as hard as ever to avoid the awkwardness. Of course the embarrassment didn't end, I bumped into the same gorgeous guy with forest eyes before me.

Shit

        "Excuse me?" I looked straight up to find
him looking up at me with amusement playing in his eyes. I suddenly realize I just cursed and bumped into a gorgeous looking guy for the second time and I don't even know his name.         
       "Umm well I'm sorry for bumping into you again after you kind of bumped into me resulting in me falling but now I bumped into you and well umm sorry for that again so I'm sor-" in the middle of my ramble I'm suddenly cut off by him.
        "Do you ever shut up?" He says smirking. Not expecting the sudden interruption I got annoyed and started grinding my teeth at his arrogance.
        "Well could I at least know your name or shall I call you 'Clumsy Asshole Guy' which ever you prefer. I honestly prefer 'Clumsy Asshole Guy' what about you?" His proud smirk falls as I feel the corners of my mouth inch upwards even more creating an evil grin.

         "The names Luke who are you 'Miss I'm Swaying in the Middle of the Hallway'?" I frown at his horrible attempt at a insult.
        "You sure are bad at nicknames Luke, anyways I'm Cal and do you have a problem with me appreciating the angelicness of food?" Luke chuckles at that, he opened his mouth to say something but instead I hear an agitating load whine come from across the hall. I turn my head alarmed and as soon as I catch sight of the person whining I cut the conversation short and decide to leave. But before I left my brief words were
         "Smell ya later tater!" With that I sprinted into the abyss they commonly called

College.