ROOM MATES

Ryder Stone

"This is dumb." I say to my mom over the phone. "Sweetheart it'll be fine. Plus you said you wanted to hangout with kids your age." She counters. I huff and roll my eyes even though she can't see me. "Yes mother. HANGOUT with. Not LIVE with. That is a huge difference." I say. Just as she's about to answer I see an uptight looking dude holding a card that says my last name on it. "Gotta go bye." I say before hanging up abruptly. I walk over to him. "Ryder Stone?" He asks in a british accent. I nod my head. "Yes." I say. "Come with me." He says to me, before turning around and walking away. I follow effortlessly. As im walking I do a quick once over. He seemed in his early twenties, maybe even late teens. But he was real tall, maybe a head above me. When he looked down at me I looked away swiftly. It would be embarrassing to get caught staring at your super hot butler. When we get to the limo, the butler introduces himself. "I am William. I will be your designated driver and butler for the duration of your stay. You can ask and trust me with anything." He says. I nod and smile widely. "Uh...thanks." I say looking away. Then William reaches for my bags. I resist the urge to pull away. He's just doin' his job. No need to be rude. Once my bags are in the trunk, William opens the door for me. I hop in and see two others inside. One is wearing to much pink for my liking and the other is wearing a graphic Tee. I nod at them both. The girl with too much pink scoffs and looks out the window. Yup. Im gonna hate her. The boy with the Tee sticks out his closed fist. "Bump it. Sup. Im Allan." He says. I tap my fist into his and smile. "Ryder. Nice shirt." I say. Allan smiles and nods his head. "I know right. I love this shirt." He says back. I shake my head smiling and look out the window. Time to pick up the next kid.