After a week of moving I finally checked my emails, to see if someone wants to live with me. I Fished out my phone from the back pocket of my jeans and opened mail. My eyes went wide as I saw how many people responded. I clicked at the latest email to open it.
Hi, my name is Jack and you asked for personal info so here u have it..
last name: Woodrow
age: 18
interests: American football
personality: messy and friendlyText me on my phone if you'd like me in your house!
Jack W.
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I smiled to myself, and texted him back on his phone.me:
Hi, is this Jack W. ?Jack:
Yeah, who is texting?me:
I'm Vicki and you wanted to tent a room in my house, so I'm responding to your response and asking you when are you moving in? If you are still interested I mean :)Jack:
Sure! If I can I'll move in tomorrow! Thank you!!!me:
ofc! :)I was so happy that I opened another one.
Hi, I'm Alex..
last name: Donovan
age: 17
interests: Parties, art and food
personality: hungry and cheerfultext me lolol bye!
________________I spent about an hour looking through all the people and responding to them. I stood up from the couch and stretched, they are all coming tomorrow, tomorrow is going to be interesting.
I walked around and sticked names to doors, checked if they aren't dirty or anything.
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I could barely sleep all night, but today's going to be worth it..
I woke up from my new (and heavenly comfy) bed and went to get ready.
I wanted to look cool, but chill, so I put on my old skools, high waisted sweatpants and my casual white shirt. I put my ugly brown hair into a messy bun and applied a tiny bit of makeup, so I wouldn't look like ailien. I've already checked out all the people on their instagrams and they all look cool.
Alex, Jack, Ava, Charlie, Christian and Sarah are coming in a few minutes and I'm trying to calm my nervosity with a tub of vanilla ice cream.I heard the doorbell ring, so I quickly push myself from the couch and sprint to the doors to open them. I slowly took the doorknob and twisted it. Behind the door there stood six people I was going to live with.
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