Later it was getting late so I returned to my dorm room they assigned me to sleep. I have a roommate name Joshua and he's a funny ass dude, he sleeps with his eyes open and he eats all the pepperoni hot pockets.
As soon as I open the door, I seen him laying in his bed on his laptop writing a paper for his online English course he told me about earlier before practice. He sucks in every subject.
"Hey!, did any mail come today?" I said still wondering why Jazzmine hasn't send me a letter back yet. I hoped no one seen it because these are guys are very nosy around this camp.
"Not that I recall, I still got this bullshit ass essay to do for my credits to get up" he said in anger.
Joshua was this typical all American Jock that doesn't like to listen, short tempered, ladies man, can't cook worth shit, and has a thing for collecting pennies which I still don't understand why. I've known him since the 9th grade in our Algebra class, we we're failing math so use skip class and hope the fence to go to Basket N Robbins to get a big ass ice cream waffle cones, but we still managed to pass math anyways by getting all the answers from the "Asian Crew" back at our old high school.
"Why didn't you take the classes I was taking online during first semester ? " I said walking towards my bed letting my body collapse on to the bed.
"I was at my girlfriend's beach house with her family and I was ya know.... spending time" he said giggling.
"Sure whatever goodnight " I said almost half sleep.
"Night".
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Letters To My True Love
Short StoryThis story is about a boy who writes love letters to his former first love Jazzmine during his days in summer camp for his football career , but she isn't sending no letters back to him ..... did she meet someone else? or did she ignore him?...and...
