It's Not My Fault (girl×girl)

Chapter One

Nicole

  I walk up to the front desk of the dorms.

  "Sup, Mr. Wright." I said smirking.  Mr. Wright was hot for being 32, he had perfect messy jet black hair and emerald green eyes that hid behind black rimmed glasses.

  "Ah, my favorite 20 year old." He smirked back as he held his own hand.

  "Wow, forgot my name already?" I playfully asked as I dramatically stepped back, hand on my heart.

  "Of course not, Nicole. So did you need something?" He asked innocently.

  "Ah nah, just wanted to see some old guy." I spoke sarcasticly.

  "Hey! 32 is not that old!" He snapped. He doesn't like people talking about his age, which I find adorable.

  "Yeah, yeah and 84 is just barely old." I rolled my eyes, chuckling.

  "Right-a-mongo." He smiled and handed me the key to my dorm.
 
  "Thanks, Mr. Oldy." I turned around and slowly walked off.

  "Someday you'll pick on the wrong guy, missy!" He laughed. Man, only if I was straight I would be all over him.

  I got to my dorm room and put in the key but the door wouldn't open. I groaned and walked down stairs to the front desk.

  "Hey, you gave-" I cut myself off when I saw Mr. Wright talking to a girl with black and white ombre hair a little past her shoulders and greyish blue eyes that sparkled.

  "Oh, Nicole. Did you forget something?" Mr. Wright tilted his head slightly. The girl looked over at me giving me a full view of her face. She had a slim face, a small nose and lips that looked soft and kissable.

  "Ahem." I quickly blinked and shook my head.

  "What?" I snapped, annoyed that Mr. Oldy stopped me from admiring the girl.

  "You're scaring the freshman. So what did you need?" I glanced back at the girl and saw that she had shrunk slightly into her leather jacket that she was wearing unzipped over a white crop top that showed her flat, tan stomach.

  "Sorry..." I mumbled and then walked up to the desk. "You gave me the wrong key." I tossed the key onto the lower desk that was on his side.

  "Oh, sorry. While I look for the key how about you two talk. You're going to be roommates anyways." He smirked. He walked off into the back looking for the keys. There was about 2 minutes of silence till the freshmen tried to make a conversation.

  "Uh... um... I-Im Riley..." She mumbled looking down.

  "I'm Nicole." I brushed some of my faded blue hair out of my face.

  "Nice t-too meet you." She had a slight Australian accent. That would explain how she is so tan.

  "Yep..." I pushed myself up and sat on the counter.

  "So... what are you majoring in? I'm majoring i-in photography..." I began to laugh.

  "I'm majoring in Digital arts." She raised a eyebrow. "What?" I asked chuckling.

  "I dont see you as a girl doing digital arts." She smiled with her eyes closed.

  "There is a back story behind it." I said while I poked her nose. "Boop." I smiled as her face started to become red.