The Switching Arrangement

Chapter 18

Please read everything. 😁 There's some very interesting exposition in this chapter. You won't regret it.

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My eyes are suddenly wide opened. As it's still pitch black all around me, the low murmur of sleep interlaced with loud snoring fills the air.

My hand grabs the phone I placed next to my pillow last night, before turning it on.

It's 4.30 a.m. Perfect.

I hop off the bed, careful to make sure that nobody will hear me. Living in a room with 14 other people is difficult when you want to sneak around, but thank god, my new roommates sleep like their lives depended on it.

I already planned it all yesterday, after I received that text from Hunter. He told me some things about his life but still left out a gazillion answers to my questions. He said that all that's important are about his school and hostel life.

He sent me his class periods, roommates' names, where he keeps his stuff and yada yada yada... boring details.

So, with all these informations, last night, I planned how I'm going to live my life here for the time being.

First thing in the plan, in order to not face a bunch of half-naked boys in the shared bathroom, I'm dedicated to waking up at the break of dawn every, single morning.

Let me repeat; Every. single. morning.

Reluctantly, I grab the grey towel by the bed and walk out of Saturn 6. The cold morning air breaths chills onto my skin, making me shiver. Thank god, I decided to wear long pants to sleep last night. I simply don't understand how these boys go to sleep shirtless and only in boxer shorts.

When I reach the bathroom, my lips breath out a sigh of relief.

Thank my lucky stars, there's no one in there.

So, quickly, I take a closed-eyed shower - the same as I did yesterday evening (really difficult, but I need to maintain my eyes' dignity)- brush my teeth, and walk out as soon as I possibly can.

Also as soon as possible, I run to the dorm, open Hunter's locker and in the dim-lit room, grab a random t-shirt and a pair of jeans. If possible, I want to be ready before any of these guys wake up.

Closing my eyes, my hands swiftly pull up the sweater I'm wearing before putting on my outfit of the day.

Okay, I showered, changed clothes, now, what I need to do is strategize.

I take a look at the rose-gold iPhone I left in the locker. It's only 4.45 a.m, meaning that it's way too early for me to turn on the lights. People would probably spit strings of curses on me if I do.

I mean, I already got a ton of 'fucks' and 'shits' yesterday from the boys in this hostel for being so clueless and weird.

Honestly, I kind of, maybe, probably did -cried myself to sleep.

So, I have no other choice right now other than to just sit on Hunter's bed and go through the text he sent me yesterday, once more.

HUNTER'S TEXT:

My classes: