Roommates

Chapter Three

           

Chapter Three

Ren

The devil isn't here. Perhaps, he's busy hooking up with girls downstairs. I do some advance reading while I wait for Adam to come by as he said he would.

I hear a knock on my door and Megan comes in, "Hey Ren."

"Hey, where'd you disappear to?" I put a bookmark on my book before shutting it. I turn to look at Megan as she sits on my bed.

"Parents dropped by to see me," she shrugs. "Nothing special."

"Nothing special?" I raise an eyebrow at her.

She sighs, "They said they were visiting me but I knew they just wanted to see me in a bad state."

"Bad state?"

"Ren, they saw how my room looked like a hurricane came by, they found out about my drunk fiasco last night, and to top of my bad state, a guy I don't know thanked me for the hook up at the party," she exclaims.

Megan stays quiet and she lays down on my bed. "You should have seen their faces," she says. "Any parent would be disappointed but mine? They didn't even look surprised."

I get up from my seat and lay down beside her. We stare at the ceiling until I break the ice. "We should do something to get your mind off of your parents," I tell her.

She turns her head to look at me, "Got anything in mind?"

"When you left, Adam came to check on me and he's taking me somewhere later," I tell her. "You can join us if you like."

She smiles and shakes her head, "I think I'll pass and let you two have your fun," she wiggles her eyebrows and I punch her playfully.

"Anyway, there's another party tonight if you're in," she adds.

I scoff, "No offense but I don't feel like watching over your drunk ass. SO, I think I'll pass."

She waves me off. "Don't worry about me, my cousin's coming and she'll be there to watch me," she states.

"How about you don't get drunk so no one has to watch over you?" I suggest.

She thinks about for a moment then shakes her head, "Nah, where's the fun in that?"

"Which cousin are talking about anyway?"

"Bianca Hines," she says. "So can you please come?"

I sigh, "Fine."

She attacks me in a hug, "Yes!"

"But I am not wearing those tight dresses of yours and we have to be home before one in the morning," I point my finger at her.

She nods furiously, "Yes, yes."

As if on cue, my phone buzzes.

Running late and might take a few hours. I'll call when it's time for an adventure. –A

How did he get my number? I decide not to even try to ask and save his number. Megan and I leave the campus and head for the mall to go get ourselves some outfits for the party as if Megan hasn't have enough clothes.

"Too cute?" Megan asks, holding out a short purple dress with ruffles.

I shake my head, "More like too much ruffles."

She laughs, "True."

I search through the rack of dresses and find a light blue strapless dress. I hand it Megan and she quickly tries it on. She walks out of the fitting room and she looks beautiful in it. The dress is tight around her torso, thus, hugging her curves and it flows down right above her knee.