A Collection of Short Stories

Roommate's

"Well, if you'd woken up properly the first time I kicked you, I wouldn't have to do it four more times"
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Jig had never felt so many emotions during the first thirty minutes of her day. 

First, she was woken up drenched with freezing cold water and laying on the floor.

Which started her day by feeling shocked.

"We are so late!" Her roommate Alois practically screamed, "And if im late it means i miss orientation, and if i miss that i wont know where to go or how to get there, and if i do not know that then ill never find my class which means I wont get an education- Do you want to be the reason i am homeless and living in starvation under the Hilbory Bridge, Jig? I. think. not".

With a shirt clung to her chest and makeup now half smeared from the night before, Jig began to sit up - now feeling her shock subside into mass confusion-before faced with the mass pain she know felt in her upper leg, under her waist."What the F-"

"No Swearing! You above all people should know by now how I feel about profanity , now hurry and get ready you big blonde mess!" Al said on the verge of tears rushing to take some blue pills that would calm him from being so high strung.

Still, quietly the blonde lowered her right side of her sleeping shorts and viewed the purple and green tones now adorning her tanned skin.

Now considerably filled with rage , she screamed out  "ALOIS!".

Calm and vastly more collected , Jigs gingered friend strolled into the living room she had apparently slept in. 

Through gritted teeth and hard to control irritation she began, "Would you like to explain to me why on this planet is my leg mimicking the colors of the Hulk?"

  "Well, if you'd woken up properly the first time I kicked you, I wouldn't have to do it four more times"  

With his confession filled with smugness rather than apologies Jig did the only thing a person who was , shocked, confused and enraged would do. She charged at him.