Goldilocks

It was like Lord Voldemort sending a friend request to Harry Potter

Miranda’s POV

“I call dibs on that bed.”

“Bad luck! That one is already mine.”

“No can do, I’m already taking that one so drag your sorry ass to the other one.”

“In your dreams asshole.” and with that I grew all my bags on the bed.Cole was going to come after me when Ben held him back and said something quietly to him. Surprisingly he backed down and went to the other bed.

           We were allotted room number 127 and it was pretty spacious. It had two single sized beds against opposite walls and study desks on the adjacent wall.The bathroom door was also on that wall along with a large window overlooking the woods surrounding the school.On the whole the room looked rather good. Alas, the same could not be said for the roommate.

           Both of us were shifting our stuff into the room and arranging it along with constantly trowing glares in each other’s directions. Meanwhile our friends were sitting together in one corner and watching us with amusement, as if we were characters of a funny movie.I couldn’t believe those idiots, didn’t they have something better to do. Luke had actually brought along a bag of popcorn, there was seriously something wrong with him.Sitting together, whispering like pre-school children and sniggering. Bloody bitches, all four of them.

       Someone cleared their throat. I turned around to see Cole staring at me with uncertainty on his face. Well that’s a first, wonder what this is about. The room was now deathly silent and the three of them were staring at us with open mouth, while obviously Luke was stuffing his with popcorn. Rebecca said,”I think they are about to talk. Like actually talk.” Oh God why am I friends with these aliens. I just rolled my eyes and turned to face Cole, whose uncertainty by now had turned into determination.

    “I understand that we are not friends,” I scoffed at that ,” and now that we are being forced to share a room, so why not try to make this fucking punishment a bit more bearable and spend as less time around each other in this room as possible.So what do you say?”

      I blinked at that. It was the first time that he made sense. I simply gave a curt nod and went back to arranging my things.

Cole’s POV

        I sighed internally as relief washed over me. Thank God she agreed to that. I never thought that those stupid pranks would end up in such a disaster. I can’t believe Kingsley would do something this harsh to his star baseball player.

            My thoughts were cut short when I heard clapping and hooting. “Wow, they just had a conversation without trying to pull each other’s brains out. This is like a big plot twist. Pass me the popcorn,” said Ben while Rebecca continued hooting ,and Luke and  Anna clapped like they were watching some Shakespeare play.Little fuckers, all of them.

     I turned around and groaned while Luke and Ben rolled with laughter. Miranda just put up a giant One Direction poster.  Well. life just got better.NOT. 

Miranda’s POV

         Calling my situation torturous would be a big understatement. Our freaking beds were positioned in such a way that on one side my face is into the wall and on the other side I stare at Cole sleeping on his bed. Both the sides were so horrible that I wanted to poke my eyes out but I decided to face Cole as the idea of facing the wall simply filled me with claustrophobia. I turned towards him and sighed softly.Thankfully he was already asleep till the time I came back to the room. After unpacking all my things I had gone to the studio and danced till the music drowned away my misery. Looking at Cole’s sleeping face I imagined going towards him and bending down towards him. I would quietly take my hands towards his unsuspecting face and…….strangle him to his fucking death. Why what did you think? And with pleasant thoughts about murdering Cole I drifted off to sleep.