Today is the day. First day at college. I'm so nervous! What if they don't like me? What if I'm not good enough? What if I... Uh! "Hey watch where your going, NERD!!" He said.
"Shut the fuck up!!" I said.
"Uhh I don't hang 'round with people like YOU!"
Who does this punk think he is!?
"People like me? I'm normal... But you I'm not so sure."
"Just watch where your going, OK?"
I found out who he was. A little fucker called Ashton King. Well to me he's no King! He can piss right off. If he comes anywhere near me in this college, I will kick his ass.
I haven't found my best friend yet. She's coming here too. Her name is Lauren. She's the coolest best friend everAnyway... I need to go find out who I'm sharing my dorm with! I hope it's someone nice. So I walked to my room where one of the teachers were standing. "Um, Mrs Bright?" I called to her.
"Yes, that is me?" She said.
"I've came to find out what dorm I am in?"
"Ohh of course. It is...." She started searching through the paperwork on her desk. "What is your name?"
"Ella Jones miss."
"Mhhhh..." She then went into her files before finding the right sheet. "Ah yes, here's your dorm key," she then passed me a small key with my name written on it. "And your room number is 174."
"Ok thank you miss." As I went to turn away, I heard her call after me saying:
"Oh Miss Jones?" I turned back around to face her. "I nearly forgot to tell you... Unfortunately we didn't have enough rooms so you'll have to share with another student."
"Ah ok, thanks for letting me know."
I went up to my room to find the door was already unlocked and a strong stench of pizza flooded my nostril. I took a gulp and walked in to find a stereo on the coffee table blasting 'One Dance'. Along the floor there were empty cans and pizza boxes scattered everywhere. Ew. What a mess. I heard a loud thud and crash in the next room... Who was it?
"Hello?..." I called. Suddenly, a tall guy with dark roots and spiky blonde hair came out of the room. He was wearing boxer shorts and nothing else. I could see his abs and muscles. He had ice blue eyes that locked with mine... But not in a good way.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY DORM?" I screamed.
"ME? YOU'RE IN MY ROOM!" He roared. Oh shit.
"They said... I was sharing a room with someone..."
"... They told me that too."
"Oh no!" We both as shocked as each other that we both cried:
"I'M STUCK WITH YOU?!"
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Is This Love?
Teen FictionIt's Ella's first day at college and she can't contain her excitement. Everything is great until... She finds out she's forced into sharing a dorm with the biggest player she has met. Will they ever stop fighting or will they go any further?
