Gray

Chapter 1

"We have landed in London. Hope you've had a good flight, enjoy your staying. Goodbye"

As pilot was saying his words to all of us my heart started tumbling like I was in car race and no, it wasn't because of a flight. It was because of my decision to move here, to move to a freaking London to study law and business at Oxford University. I'm starting a new life here, I will live wild and free. I ran away from all of my problems and fucked up past. I gave up on all of my previous life, I will never see my best friend or my parents again. It's not like I'm gonna miss them, hell no. They ruined my life as much possible as they could. They fucking killed the teenager in me. I was grown up before my time and where did that got me? To move from a freaking country. Of course it's not only them that accomplished to decide to move. It was deeper and scariest reason but as I decided to move on, that's gonna stay locked deep down in my subconscious and never get out.

As I approached exit of an airport I first looked around and see that nobody give a damn about anybody. Everybody live in their own life and doesn't stick their nose up somebody's business. That's something I hate in Croatia, everybody wants to know everything about everyone and then gossip and laugh at less worthy people. Sick, sadistic people!

It was nice to see that people here don't really give a shit about you unless you accomplish something really big without help of your parents, aunt, uncle, cousin... all by yourself, and that's what I'm gonna show the world – I will show everybody that I am not that little girl anymore.

I was standing in front of my dorm room with 2 bags and a purse and was shaking like a jelly. So this is it, this is my new home, this is where I'm gonna spend 3-5 years of my life. Am I gonna love it? Let’s find out. I unlocked the door and get in. The room was in pitch dark so I turned on the lights and immediately regret it. There was couple having sex, rough sex as in S&M.

„I am really sorry!“ I said and rushed out. Oh god, that was so embarrassing. I didn't even met my roommate and I already caught her in sex. Can't believe this. Is she going to have sex in room all the time? When am I gonna study? This is so fucked up. And S&M? Really? What shit was that? Boy, who I couldn't see, but I saw his tattoos, and he had many, was tied to bed while girl, my roommate I guess, was on top with whip in her palm. Image in my head will be stuck for a long, long time.

It was already a hour ago as I caught them, I came back in room and hoped they were done. But to be sure I knocked. After about a minute, a tall, shirtless, tattooed guy opened door in shorts with a smirk on his face.

„ Yes, girl, need something?“ He asked me while he was checking my whole body and I felt like I'm gonna puke.

„ um, this is my room?“ I said with a question tone just to provoke him. And of course,  sarcasm is my special talent.

„ what do you mean it's your room? This is a boy dorm!“ he exclaimed with that smirk, does he always have it?

„ on my papers it say – section 4, room 202. And I have a key, remember? I stumbled in here about an hour ago? What do you mean boy dorm?“ Now I was confused and I totally didn't like his wide smile

„ it's a fuckin' boy dorm. Are you a boy? No, you are fucking not, so if you don't wanna a good fuck you shouldn't be here.“  And now he's rude. Oh I will show him rude, fuckin' asshole.

„ Like I could get it from you, now move, boy!“ I pushed him and get into the room. Chaos that was in room I haven't seen the first time. On the left side, that was, I guess, his side, was about 50 posters of

Bands, messed bed and used condom on the floor. He is not a clean person. On the right side, my side, was a bed with white sheets and work desk with a lamp on it. I took out my papers because I need to see why would they put me in a boy dorm.

„ Is it that hard to write properly a fucking name? Alexandra, my fucking name is Alexandra, not Alexandar. Really? I can't believe this.“ I was half screaming, I can't believe they messed my name up.

„ I guess your name is Alexandra, not that I care, but Alexandra, I want you to move your ass from my room unless you wanna have sex, that we can do.“

„ You know what? You are the last person on earth I wanna have sex with.“  I took my purse dramatically and walk out of the room. Nobody is messing with Alex Vegas.

After, as it seemed 5 hours of arguing with incompetent administration, I was stuck with an egocentric idiot in room 202. Great start of semester. I’m not ready to go back and confront that idiot back there so I decided to go find some coffee shop and drink coffee at peace and comfort of my own mind. After 2 minutes I found little cute shop near campus so I decided to try coffee there. I’m not ready for exploring city all by myself for the first day here. I ordered my coffee and accident looked myself in the mirror. Shit, I look like shit. Baggy eyes, red lipstick gone and I refuse to talk about my hair. It’s a mess on my head, curls are gone and now I look like homeless. Great. As my coffee arrived I was already on my phone and searching where to delete my facebook profile. I don’t need any more distraction from previous life. I gave up on my parents, friends, why not all of it? I gave up on my real name after all. I need to find a job, my saving isn’t going to be enough for all of mine spendings. Maybe I should work in some law company or maybe some store? According to my luck I’ll finish working at bakery. I drank my coffee and headed back to that room. I will try to be nice to that asshole, what’s his name anyway? I need to investigate him, I refuse to live with a person I don’t know. I was standing in front of that room and trying to find a key and the doors opened suddenly. There was a tall, brunette girl with a ring in her nose.

“He’s all yours now after I finished with him” she told me with ironic voice and smirk on her face while leaving room. I haven’t recognized what was she saying until I came into room and saw him laying naked on his bed with a joint between his lips. Fucking great, I have to share room with sex addict and weed-smoker.

“So the grumpy cat is back!” he laughed at his idiotic remark like he was the funniest person alive. It wasn’t that funny to me.

“Yes I’m back!” I answered back silently and walked into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, removed my make-up, put my hair in messy bun and walked back into the room. Smell of weed was still there but he opened the windows. I lay in my bed really quickly and soon enough drifted to sleep. This is going to be really long first semester.