ZEKE
She's nice.
I smile as I call my friends over.
I plop down on the couch and stare at the ceiling.
Boom boom boom.
I jump and recollect my self before I head to the door.
"What's up man?" (Ethan)
"Where's your food?" (Harvey)
"Long time no see bud" (Matt)
They all greeted me. I chuckle and headed back to the couch. "So did your roommate ever come?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah, I think we'll have tons of fun," I smirked. "How old is he?" Matt asked. "She didn't tell me," I shrugged putting emphasis on a certain pronoun.
They all started hooting and cheering me on. "Guys chill," I said while laughing at Harvey attempting to twerk.
The shower cuts on and Harvey perks up.
"Dude, she's in the shower," he said.
"...Ok?" I say/ask.
"She's naked." He states simply and giggles as he runs around the living room. "What the fuck is wrong with him?" Ethan asked. Matt and I shrugged as we cut on the TV.
•*•*•
As we sat in silence watching Glee— definitely Harvey's choice— my roommate's door opens.
"Holy shit, she's hot," Matt said. I elbowed him in the side. She blushed as she sat down in the chair away from all of us.
"Thanks, by the way," she said as she turned to the TV.
"So, What's your name?" I asked growing tired of the silence.
"Ava, you?"
"Zeke, age?"
"18"
"27" I stated although she didn't ask. She stood up and stretched. "Goodnight," she said in the middle of a yawn and walked to her room.
"She's hot," Harvey said. I roll my eyes,"leave peasants," I stated as I shooed them out and locked the door.
I turned the lights off as I walk into my room and hop into bed.
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Short StoryIn which college student, Ava Bradley, shares an apartment with her professor.