James's POV:
It had been a couple days since the big fight and winter break was slowly approaching."So, do you have any plans for break?" I awkwardly asked. Things between Brooke and I were still very tense, we hadn't been talking much at all, though she did come back from the weekend at the hotel.
"Yeah, I'm going to go home for a while. Christmas and stuff is a big deal at my place," she replied. The room was filled with an awkward silence so I decided I should go for a while.
"Uhm, I'm gonna go to the gym, want me to pick up dinner on my way home?" I asked.
"It's fine, I have stuff here that I can eat, thanks though," Brooke answered. I left Brooke alone in the room and headed to work out.
When I got to the gym, all the sorority girls from Kappa Phi Sigma were there. I rolled my eyes and met up with Darren in the back. We began lifting when we were approached by Wendy and Sophia.
"Hello, boys," Wendy said with a rude tone.
"Can we help you?" I responded.
"Darren, can you come help me with my squats?" Sophia asked, grabbing Darren's arm and leading him to a secluded area in the gym.
"What do you want, Wendy?" I asked.
"You haven't had me over in a while," she straddled the bench and leaned over to whisper in my ear. "I miss your body."
I slid myself back and off the bench.
"Why don't you just call your boyfriend instead?" I suggested.
"Because, he's not as good as you are," she winked.
"Then why are you with him?" I asked again.
"Why are you acting like this? Let's go have sex! Now!" She said between her teeth. I stood up and walked towards the mats.
"No thanks, Wendy. My roommate's home," I began to do some push ups and she squatted down next to me.
"So? Tell her to leave!" Wendy demanded.
"Wendy, have some self respect," I requested.
"Oh shut up, you and I both know you don't want relationships. You're always going to be the guy that every girl goes to when she wants to cheat on her boyfriend or have a fling with."
I stopped doing push ups and sat on the floor facing Wendy.
"You don't want a real relationship either, you're always going to be the girl that cheats on her boyfriend and only comes to guys when she wants a fling," I retaliated. She looked confused and surprised that I had just said what I did.
"Excuse me?" She sneered.
"You're excused. I, personally, don't find it very attractive when a taken young woman begs for sex," and with that she walked back to her sorority girls with a dramatic "humph."
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Brooke's POV:
I made a small salad and set myself up in front of the TV to do homework and eat dinner. I started studying for midterms and writing my essay.To my surprise, there were three small knocks at the door. I paused my show and got up to answer it.
"Oh, hey Chris," I smiled.
"Hey, Brooke, can I come in?" he asked.
"Uh, sure, but James isn't home, he's at the gym," I laughed. I opened the door to let Chris in and followed him to the center of the room.
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The Bad Boy's Roommate
RomanceBrooke Jones was on honor roll in high school, perfect attendance, as well as valedictorian. She played varsity softball all four years and was in almost every club, so you can imagine she was accepted into almost every college she applied to, inclu...