The Campus Badboy》 h.s

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Victoria

Third year in college. New school. New me.

Everything is different. Everyone seems mature. More intellectual. I take a big breath and walk through the main reception doors of Washington University. Everything is cleaned, and on the benches in the building, groups are sitting and talking about their favorite subjects. My eyes meet those of a boy. He's in a group. They all have tattoo's. The Badboys. I focus my gaze quickly, and go get my schedule.

"Good afternoon. How may I help you?" An elderly, gray-haired woman looks at me from under her glasses.

"I'm here to get my schedule," I smile kindly.

"Name?" She presses a button on the printer.

"Victoria Jacksons"

She prints a sheet and gives it, along with a key, to me.

"Room 109. You share it with a Senior,"

I nod and walk through the long corridors, looking for my room. I swing the door open and the terror lets me drop my bags. Everywhere are scattered clothes, magazines lying on the ground, and the guy I saw in the hall, is lying on bed. He grins when he sees me.

"Uh, I, Um," I'll close my eyes and take a deep breath. "I'm Victoria, your roommate,"

He grins at me. "Hi Victoria," I squeeze my eyes. I hate that name.

"Call me Vic, please," I try to laugh friendly.

"Okay, Victoria,"

I sigh, and throw my stuff on the bed. I zip my bag open, and I can feel his eyes in my back.

"Where can I put my stuff?" I mutter as I hold a pile of clothes. He blinks his eyes.

"Uh, we have a wardrobe that we have to share," he smirks. Pedo.

"Oh, okay," I walk to the closet and put my stuff in it. I put the rest away and go sit down on the bed.

"You did not tell me your name," I turn my hair around my finger and see him biting his lip. He flexes his muscles as he gets up and walks toward me. I crawl back and close my eyes. He bends down in front of me and takes his shoes off the ground. Relieved, I blow my breath which I didn't knew I hold it. What happened?

Harry

First day of college. I'm finally a Senior. Almost away from this rotten school. I walk to Niall and Louis who are waiting for me and Liam.

"Yo mate!" I give them a hug and knock them on their back. After five minutes of waiting Liam is finally approached.

"Ai, Liam, did you gave Danielle a turn or something?" I grin and hug him.

"Funny, Styles," he looks at me cranky. "I had to drop Danielle of. She goes to New York for a week, because of the dance studio,"

I nod understandable and we walk all together towards the lobby. All groups are together.

Sports fans and cheerleaders.

Nerds.

Emo's

Shy Kids.

The mean girls.

And a girl that I can not place. She has brown hair. Slightly longer than her shoulders. Her eyes look brown She's pretty. Very handsome.

I'm lost in thought as Niall slames me on my head. "Ey, what?"

"We go to our rooms. We'll see you tonight," Niall winks and grins before he runs away.

The door swings open. There she is. The girl of the hall.  She dropped her bags as she looks at the mess.

I am someone who does not like to clean up.

I grin as I look at her.

"Uh, I, Um," she Stumbles. "I'm Victoria, your roommate,"

"Hi Victoria," I grin. She hates that name. I can see it om her face.

"Call me Vic, please,"

I grin again. "Okay, Victoria,"

This can be a fun year.

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SORRY FOR MY BAD ENGLISH! I'm Dutch, so. I hope you all like my story :) I also just stranslate all my dutch books on this acc ;) so if you want to read the Dutch one,  you should follow strictlylea