Housemates......

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Tommys pov---<3
"why cant i just continue to live in my house?" she asked me as we stepped out of the car. She had been nagging,complaining on and on about how she hated me. How shed try to kill me. what did i ever so to make her hate me this much. Im sorry i fired her. I couldn't summon the courage to tell her how sorry i was. I dont know why i care so much about what it is she does with her life. I guess there is just something about her.
"the doctor said you need to live in a very conducive place but until you are fully recovered. A place away from noise. Very hygienic of course. And you cant stay in your apartment. Its way too small for one not to talk of two." I replied . She asks way too much questions . Expecting her to say something she didnt. She shrugged and walked forward to open the door.
"where am i staying" she asked. Her expression had changed. She became somehow nasty. Is that what surgery does to people?.
"Upstairs ......" i sighed, taking in a deep breath.
"the second door at the right" i finally answered.
She just took her stuff and walked away,trying to find the room.

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Everywhere was now almost quiet. I guess shes asleep. I walked to the kitchen,opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. Its been a while since i had these. They always made me think. Walking up to one of the shelves i picked up my year book . It was written boldly. HARWARD HIGH CLASS OF 2000.
*****FLASHBACK***
I walked through the hallway. I was the high school quarter back. Everyone knew me. The women only loved me cause i was famous. It was valentines day in three days. The whole school had been preparing for the dance. Things like that never really moved me. The friends i had then only wanted something from me.
"so tommy what do you plan on doing this valentines day. I saw some very sexy college girls that really wanna get down..." Caleb asked me .
Caleb was one of those guys that only wanted to have sex with girls all day long.
"I don't think I'm up for that. I guess ill just chill out till everything lyes down. "
i answered cutting in.
"tommy don't tell me you u've fallen in love you know we don't do that right? We just use them to get stuff off our minds." Deji asked.
Deji was a Nigerian. He always said he'd dreamt of going there. He had been in Nigeria all his life. A change is good right?
"I'm just saying what if...."
"tommy? " i was interrupted on the hallway right in front of my locker.
"yea?" Deji and Caleb had already started giggling before she even said anything.
It was like they knew what she was going to say. I too wanted to laugh at her clothes. I mean what are those pajamas? She wore flip flops on yellow jeans that were below her ankle. She then summed it all up with a pink that said "I look and feel amazing "
How could anyone feel amazing in that, i thought.
"would you like to go to the dance with me??" she said. Caleb and Deji couldn't hold it in .
"what the fuck??" i asked as they both burst into laughter. I was serious. I cant go there with her. I have a reputation.
"will you? " she asked. She was so confident how could she be.
" fuck off nerd" Caleb shouted.
"and go put your slimy face in someone else this one is taken bitch. Deji said. He pushed her away. She tripped a couple of times. I didn't want them to treat her that way. What would they have said that i m standing up for a nerdoe. It was a name we called weird nerds.

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