Chapter 2
[Marie's POV]
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I jerk up in my tiny bed, immediately slamming my alarm clock off of instinct.
12:45 p.m
12:45 in the freaking afternoon?! What the he- "Oh..."I groan in frustration. Today, people arrive, meaning that I'm gonna meet my roommate in just a few hours.
"I guess I have to get up now." I mumble to myself. Still groggy from sleep, I shove my covers off, and climb out of bed. I snatch a towel and my bag of hygiene products from my dresser and rush into the washrooms.
Quickly, I twist my hair up in a tight but messy bun and strip out of my pj's. Setting my stuff on the edge of one of the showers. I climb into it and twist the knob till I feel the luke warm water splash against my skin.
I sigh as my muscles untense. I swear, showers are the best part of my day.
As I lather my hands with bar soap, my mind begins to wonder off to my previous predicament from the other day. What was up with Beth? Why in the hell would she bring up what happened? Granted, I was sort of comparing that situation to what could happen if not with Ethan then with any other boy who decides to take an interest in me. But still!
A rustle breaks me from my thoughts, causing me to cease my movements. Someone else is probably taking a shower.
Shrugging, I continue scrubbing my body clean. I wonder what my roommates gonna be like? Will she be a stuck up bitch because I really can NOT handle anymore of those. Or will she be a buzzkill nerd? I mean don't get me wrong, I for one am a nerd but there's a difference between "I want to get good grade so I can be successful in life" nerdy and "I hate everyone so I'm just gonna stick my nose in a book and one day I'm gonna plot to kill all these mother fuckers" nerdy. I for one am not the second kind.
All in all I really don't want a party animal, a creep, or a stuck up bitch. If God can grant me with such a gift, I will and am internally grateful. If not then, I guess I'm just gonna have to save up to get my own apartment.
After about 15 minutes, I turn the shower off, wrap myself with my towel then slide the curtain back. Without looking around me, I start walking out towards the door only to stop in my tracks.
"Shit!" I hiss, feeling myself slap harshly against a hard wall. No, no not a wall. A...chest?!
"Fuck!" A deep melodic and familiar voice shrieks in shock.
I guess my body weight was too much for this dude, he begins to fall back. Before I know it I'm laying right on a very confused and half naked...Ethan?!
Well isn't this just the cliché chick flick moment!
Somehow my towel slips to my waist, exposing my chest which is smooshed against his abs. Luckily his towel is perfectly in tact or else this would be extremely awkward...even more than it already is.
My eyes widen in embarrassment. I look up to see a very flushed and speechless Ethan.
"What the hell are you doing in the girls showers?!" I damn near scream. Well you know what? I don't care. This smexy guy can be a creep, I have to alert someone at least.
"First of all we have jointed bathrooms. Second can you get off, you laying on the wrong part of me." He grunts.
The wrong part of me. What's that suppose to mean? I open my mouth to ask him but immediately close it when I feel a lump on my chest.
Oh..OH!
I scramble to stand up, but after many attempts, I end up falling on my ass and I'm pretty sure I just flashed him parts of me I didn't even wanna show anyone until at least I knew their background.
I manage to stand after many attempts, though. More easily Ethan stands in front of me. He doesn't say anything. He just looks at me, but his heated gaze averts to somewhere lower. But when he realizes he's staring, he quickly averts his gaze.
I'm confused for a moment, but then a chilling breeze whooshes over my still slightly wet body lets me know exactly what's making him so quiet. My twins are staring at him.
I let out an embarrassed shriek, adjusting my towel higher up on my body we just stand here.
Talk about an awkward moment.
"Well this isn't how I imagined our second encounter to be." I accidentally mutter. Did I just say that aloud?
Ethan smirks, relaxing a bit. "Me either." He chuckles, running a hand over the back of his neck causing his biceps to flex.
I swear on the heavens above that I saw his eyes sparkle.
'He's like an angel,' I awkwardly think to myself. A warm feeling erupts deep within my belly, but before I can actually endure the feeling I push it away.
Noticing that I'm staring at him, I clear my throat squirming under the thin towel, "Well, yeah, um...sorry." Then quickly and quite inelegantly, I grab all my things and run like a maniac down the hall and finally into the sanction of my cardboard box disguised as a dorm room.
"Home safe." I mutter in relief, slamming the door behind me and pressing my back to it.
"Um...so I'm guessing your my roommate?" A sweet voice asks from somewhere in front of me.
I jerk in surprise, staring wide eyed at my roommate and her amused but obviously uncomfortable family.
Two awkward moments in one day. I could seriously go without these.
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I loved this! I really hope this didn't happen to any of you guys, it's absolutly awkward! It happened to me in some fashion, I guess but it was with my grandma...yeah....anyways! Hope you liked it :) Thanks for reading!
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