The typical love story. Bad Boy meets good girl, They fall in love. Blah Blah Blah... Boring and used so many times! But what if the popular Rich Girl goes for the Nerd? But the worst part is she has to live with him? But is it really that bad?
Ash...
I woke up that morning refreshed and ready as ever to start the day. It was weird to be sleeping in a different room.
I actually needed to start on it soon. I rubbed my eyes and stretched around my bed. After a bit, I sat up and glanced at my phone.
"Oh my gosh. I forgot to call Brooke!" I thought."I'd better call her to see how life was like without me. I know I already miss her.."
'Ring...Ring...Ring... Call has been forwarded to automatic' I ended the call. Guess I'll have to text her. So I sent out a quick text, Speaking of calls...I should call my parents.. I punched in their number, Like I thought no answer..
I decided against my sadness and instead took an overall look at my room.
Cricket chirp.
"God this room is boring. I have to set my things up." I tapped on my chin thinking. I'd ask what to do with the big pile of boxes that was leaning up against the wall later.
I went into my bags and boxes that were delivered and began unpacking. I put my clothes in my drawers and in the closet. I needed to ask about that paint I saw downstairs yesterday. Maybe theres someone up I could ask.
I walked to the door next to me and knocked quietly. It was still a little early for loud noises. I wrapped my robe closer to me because I got a cold chill from the morning air. "Hey! Morning!" Annabeth said opening her door.
"Morning, Hope I didnt wake you?" "Nah, I was working out. Sup?"
"Theres some paint downstairs, I didnt know if you guys were using it for anything. Mind if I use it?" "Nah we just put it there, Its never been used. You can have it"
"Thanks! Have fun with your workouts" "Thanks have fun with your painting" I went downstairs and grabbed some colors I liked.
I began painting the room turquoise. It was hard to get the ceiling but I did it. After it dried I began putting up pictures and other accessories on my walls.
I put things up on my shelves. And set up my white lights around the room. I sat my camera and scrapbook on my bedside table.
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"Ahh. Finished." I stepped back and took a good look at the room I created. I was proud of my work. I glanced at the clock to see that it was eleven.
I looked at myself in a small mirror I hung up and began to realized I stink. My bathroom was barricaded by boxes. So I quickly ran to the bathroom in the hall. I turned on the shower and got a feel of the water.
"Owa!! Hot, Hot, Hot!!!" I screamed at the water trying to make it cooler. "Thanks!" Mark called out as he came by eating a apple and leaving. I looked back, scratched my head and went back to fiddling with the shower again.
"Hey, Need help?" Colt said leaning on the door frame.
I pushed hair out of my face, "Yeah, It doesn't seem to work. It just stays hot." "All you do is this. Hit the handle and turn it to the temperature you like and Voila! It's fixed." He said showing me, fixing it in the process.
