Short stories!

Debate Club!

"Okay so," He starts, stretching and picking up the clip board, "We'll see you on Thursday? We're all free then, Right William?"

William picks up his bag and then his binder, straightening it out comfortably on his shoulders and then looking at the binder. He looks up at him, "Precisely. Though, I will be leaving just a tad bit early- Two minutes to be specific- for another meeting with a teacher." He straightens his glasses and puts his other hand in his pocket, stretching.

"Right! Thanks! Oh- By the way, You are coming to that dance right?" He asks.

William sighs and checks his watch, then runs a hand through his hair, "If I have the time. Usually I'll be there- As in in the building, But not there as in in the party. You..do understand, Liam?"

"Yeah yeah! I gotcha I gotcha...So! Welcome to the Debate club! You can wash off that paint later, actually. It has nothing to do with the club, I just made some face paint in art and thought I could try it out. So! We'll see you on Thursday at Eight O' clock. We usually start the shouting at seven though..." Liam trails off, before glancing at the clock and rushing towards the door. He hesitates, "I have your number, by the way. So I'll remind you if anything comes up! Any questions just text!" He smiles and rushes out the door.

Jasmine runs her hand down the paint on her face, "I..didn't even get a word in? I honestly gonna suck at this...Hopefully Liam is as friendly as he seems.." She mumbles as she walks out.

She immediately bumps into a tall guy who was arguing with a shorter girl.

"Obviously cookies and cream! Actually- We'll settle this on Thursday. If you chicken out I win by default." The guy bets, poking the girl's stomach. The girl staggers back, before glaring and shaking her head,
"Fine! But when my argument is supported by the whole club we'll see which is better." The girl walks off and the tall guy turns to Jasmine.

"What's- Oh! Your that new chic? Who joined the club? Nice to meet you! I'm Ryan and already know your name." He smiles and shakes her hand. Jasmine nods and was about to speak before he grabs the back of the girl's shirt, "This here is Sasha! It's super cool that you're interested in the club." Ryan smiles.

Sasha seems confused, "What? L-let go of me you-"
Ryan is quick to wrap an arm around her neck and nudge her, "Sasha, this is the new kid." Ryan introduces through gridded teeth.
"Oh. Oh! So you're the other girl who joined! Cool cool! I uh-" Her Head does a quick check on her phone before she grabs Ryan's hand and races off. Ryan turns around and glances at Jasmine, then smiles and waves.

Jasmine sighs, "I might as well head back to my dorm.." She starts the walk that really isn't that long, but long enough for someone to want to complain about it.

Jasmine walks through her door and glances around, spotting someone cooking and texting. The music was at a decent volume as they tap their foot to the beat.
"Uhm..Hell- You're a guy." Jasmine realizes realizes.
The guy laughs, "It seems I am. Oh!" He turns back to her, leaning on the stove, "You're my roommate?" He sighs.

"Is there a problem?" Jasmine questions.
"Not with you, no.  But it seems the school thought I was a girl. Again." He stirs the ramen in the pot, "I'm Aubrey, by the way." He runs a hand through his red hair.

"Oh..that makes sense." Jasmine nods.
Aubrey nods and pours his noodles into a bowl, leaning on the counter to face Jasmine.
Jasmine takes this time to get a better look at him. He had Red hair, freckles and green eyes. He had a few tattoos and a shiny earring. She also noticed his shiny tongue piercing. He wore a grey tank top and grey jogging pants. She silently starts to pray that she isn't rooming with a punk.

"I can take it up with a teacher, If you'd rather room with the same gender. I completely understand if you do." He says, twirling the fork around some noodles and taking a bite.