CHAPTER THREE
I carried all my stuffs with right hand since my left hand is injured due to the accident that happened last week at Starbucks. And guess what? I’m on the 13th floor and I have to carry all my stuffs alone. Where’s help when you need it? Ugh.
They say that the 13th floor are for rich students. At first I didn’t believed it. But when the elevator door opened, it was like a five star hotel. Glass chandelier all over the place, red carpet on the floor and stuffs.
Almost all the people in the hallway is dress well, classy and sassy. Classy dresses, skirts, girls with girly girl classy manners are everywhere. And then there’s me. Your T-shirt, skinny jeans and sneakers kinda girl.
As I walk down the hall, every person would look at like “wtf, is she in the right place?” but I doooon’t care!
I dropped my things on the floor when I reached my dorm door. Room 520. I really don’t know what this dorm would look because I just let my unknown roommate to choose the stuffs and something since I was busy. Lazy tbh
As I opened the door, I was really amaze. I don’t know if it’s a dorm or a condo. Marble floor. Large sofa. Huge flat screen TV. And stuffs. Then there’s also a kitchen. And a big balcony. And there’s a second floor. Then again. I think it’s a game room/music. A billiard table (idk what you call that) a huge flat screen TV, xbox and wii. There’s also a piano and lots of guitar. And also a sofa
I think my roommate is a musician.
There’s only two doors in the condo like dorm. And I think that it’s my room and my roommate’s room.i opened one of the door and in my surprise, I hit someone.
“hey! Ouch!” a deep, husky, sleepy voice said.
“omg. Sorry!”
The other person on the door opened it so I can see him. But what the fuck. My jaw dropped when I saw HIM
There he stand shirtless, hair messed up in a holy shit hot way, his blue eyes staring into my brown ones.
Ladies and gentlemen.i think that Luke Hemmings is my roommate.
“Like what you see?” he said smirking
“is there anything to see?” I smiled sweetly back at him “so… Lucas, what the hell are you doing here?”
He didn’t answer. He just walked passed me and sat on the sofa. This boy. Ugh “are you gonna answer me or what?”
“isn’t it obvious Justinne my darling? I am your precious roommate”
