Skinny Love

Chapter 8: Cool Beans

Avi's P.O.V

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I was boarding to my dorm after 9th period. I still didn't know who my dorm partner was and I was kind of excited to find out because the way they paired you up at Ella Chi was based on interests. I pushed a little harder to accelerate at a faster rate and before I knew it, I was at my dorm.

I took the stairs up because they were closer to my room than the elevator was. I made it to room 221b and took out my keys to unlock the door.

I opened the door to see my roommate sitting criss-cross apple sauce on the couch with a mug in her hands while she was watching a Friends re-run. She was wearing black jeans with rips in them and she had dyed the tips of her dark blonde hair purple. She looked up and smiled.

"Hi I'm Catherine and there are three other girls we are rooming with. They are on their way." She said holding out her right hand. I gave it one firm shake.

"I'm Avi and who are the other girls?"

"Katelyn, and Alma." She said taking a long sip of her tea.

"Holy shit! Your t-shirt is literally life." She said nearly choking. I smiled. I knew we were going to get along well.

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"So are you guys going to the bonfire? It's going to be the sickest party ever!!" Alma said unpacking her stuff. She was really skinny and tan and perfect. She had her long black hair in a messy bun and she wore no makeup at all.

"I'm totally going! You guys should come!" Katelyn said. She had short blonde hair and the prettiest blue eyes you've ever seen. She was taller than Catherine and Alma, but was still shorter than I was. Catherine was the same height as Alma and currently looking for something to this so called "bonfire".

"What is this bonfire all of you are talking about?" I asked completely unhip as the youngsters say these days.

"Only the hottest party of the start of the year at Ella Chi. They do it every year and everybody is invited." Katelyn said sorting her bras by colour.

"We usually go to see the cute boys." Alma said laughing. I smiled thinking of Matt. Wait why did I think of Matt? I don't like him that way. At least I don't think I do.

"Okay but do I have to go?" I said. I kind of wanted to go and explore and see the hiding place I discovered 2 days ago during orientation.

They all turned to look at me.

"Of course you're going!" Catherine said in a demanding tone.

"Cool beans." I said in defeat. I walked up to dresser and started to look for something to wear.

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"Why aren't you wearing a skirt or a dress?" Katelyn asked applying her mascara. I frowned.

"I just prefer to wear my black ripped skinny jeans. I save my dresses and skirts for things like dances." I said touching my curls. I was gonna leave my hair down. I was wearing my black creepers and my ripped black jeans. I was wearing my white daisies tank. I looked presentable. It was just a party anyway.

"Can I at least do your makeup?" Catherine came in behind me wearing a black dress and stilettos. She was actually my height now. Her blonde/purple hair was straightened. She pushed her black Anne Klein glasses up the bridge of her ski slope nose. She looked stunning.

"Is it too much?" She asked, spinning around briefly.

"Fabulous!" I said laughing. She smiled then she pulled out her makeup bag.

"Wait I never agreed to this." I said looking at the bag doubtfully. Catherine pouted.

"Please!! Just this once!" She said looking at me with her hazel eyes.

"Ugh, okay. Not to heavy though. The last thing I want is for my face to look like it got raped by a crayon." She started to laugh. Then I remembered.

"Where's Alma?"

"She's in her boyfriend's room." Catherine said putting foundation on my face.

"Doing what?" I asked, smiling because of the powder brush's bristles.

"Making mayonnaise." She said chuckling.

"Cheese and Sprinkles!" I said. Just 2 doors away, Alma was having sex with her boyfriend and I hadn't even had my first kiss yet.

"Your finished! Look in the mirror!" She squeaked. I twirled around. I looked desirable. Holy shit.

My eyeliner was perfection and my eyelashes were 5x longer than usual and I just look brilliant.

"Whoa Catherine! You made me look pretty." I said laughing and ogling at my makeup. She chuckled.

"Skip pretty, I made you look fuckable." She yelled skipping out of the room. I laughed. I looked no where near fuckable, to be honest. Sadly, not even Catherine could make me look fuckable. Whatever.