Him... Stuart Twombly

The asshole and the shy bitch

Chapter 2

Ella's POV

"Okay, room 164, 165, 166, 167!" This is it. What happens if they don't like me? What happens if I don't like them? I'm going to be spending the whole summer with them, I need to get along with them if I'm going to survive this. What happens if they try to kill me in my sleep? What happens- 'Ella just go in there and whatever happens, happens.' Andy's voice runs through my head and I smile at the phone call we recently had.

"Do it, open the door and get it over and done with." I take a deep breath, something I learnt from my therapist when my nervous are through the roof, and open the door with a polished silver key.

I walk in and place my bags on the brown carpeted floor. "Hello?"

"Ella?" A head pops around the corner and my heart screams in joy. "What are you doing here?" Neha asks confused. Her eyes land on my suitcases and a smile appears on her face.

"I'm your roommate!" I open my arms and wait for the impact of her body. Squeals come from the girl in front of me before she runs into me, giving an unbelievable tight hug.

"This is going to go so fun! We can watch movies and eat junk food and, and- This is so exciting!" She grabs my and pulls me around the house, telling me where everything is and what room she has already claimed.

By the end of the night my bags were unpacked, my posters were up on the wall and I felt like home.

"This is going to be amazing." I mutter to myself as I scan the room loving how everything fits perfectly.

"Ella! Hurry up! The movies starting! You don't want to miss Channing Tatum's abs, do you?"

...-...

*Beep* *Beep* *Beep*

The loud obnoxious sounds rings throw the apartment, I groan and turn on my side putting the pillow over my ears. "Neha! Turn that fucking alarm clock off! A girl needs her beauty sleep Neha!"

"We're picking teams today and I want to get there early so we can have a look around. Now get your pretty little ass out of bed before I come over there and drag you out!" I hear her running around the house, probably looking for her make-up bag.

"Okay! Give me a minute." I shut my eyes and hope to get a few minutes of extra sleep. I hear footsteps coming my way and I tense up immediately.

"If you don't get up right now I'm going to poor this bucket full of water on you." I perk up immediately throwing the covers off my body and quickly scrambling out of bed.

"I'm up. I'm up." I rub my hands on my closed eyes trying to rid the sleep on them.

"Great now get ready." She smiles at me before leaving me to get dressed. I sigh and run my hand through my hand. I walk to my closet and scan through it trying to find something nice to wear. I finally decide on some tight jeans with a white top and a New York Yankees cap.

...-...

"Welcome to day 2!" A young man with a black Afro yells throw the mic. My leg bounces and I chew on my lip anxiously as I wait for the instruction. "I am Sid, eight-year Googler, and you are new Googlers, that makes you Nooglers. Okay, now, this place is all about community and collaboration, so you'll be working in teams from here on ou-" Sid was rudely cut off by Mr. Chetty snatching the mic off him.

"You have five minutes to pick teams. Go."

I shoot to my feet, as does everyone else, and I scan around looking for anyone to join our team. Neha starts shouting trying to get anyone in our duo but it didn't seemed to be working. A few minutes goes by, Neha and I still don't have a team.