Roommates // why don't we//

Hangover

I woke up with a hangover of course. I knew that it was going to happen. I stretched out just to find out there was someone in my bed. More exactly 5 people. I tried getting out of bed without waking up the boys. They are really nice and all, but I still don't like that I have to share my room. It's just going to be for a few weeks, everything is going to be alright I say to myself. But I know it isn't. I never was good at communicating with people. I don't really have friends and I like to keep it that way.

I start to do my make up. As much as I would like to stay in my room for the rest of the day. I still have my classes to attend. This school is different then most schools. We have the last 2 grades of high school in here and all the years of college. So there is a lot of age difference. I am in the 3rd year of this school.

"Good morning" I hear a hot morning voice say. I turn around and see Daniel standing behind me. He definitely has a hangover too. "How are you holding up?" I ask. "Well I could be better. I have this huge headache." I tried my best not to laugh at his respond. I drank 2 times as much as him. He probably doesn't drink that often. I chuckle and start packing my bag. "Okay I need to leave in 10 minutes. here are the rules: don't go through my stuff, don't break anything and if there is a problem don't call me because I have a test. Everything clear?" I ask. "Yeah" he answers before getting back in bed.

I start walking to my class. I'm really nervous for this test. It may not seem like it, but I study really hard for every test. Because if I don't I will be send away. And I don't have anywhere else to live.

After class I start to walk back to my dorm. I think my test went okay. I open my door and see the boys standing there with those cute but mischievous smiles. "What have you done to my room!" I say worried. Before they could answer my question I push them away. To my surprise nothing bad happened. "Okay, I know you said not to touch your things, but we couldn't help it. Your room was a mess and I can't stand when there is a mess. So I cleaned it." Daniel says quickly. I turn around not all to happy. I thank them grab some sport clothes and walk to the dance studio. I'm not that good at dancing but it helps me calm down.

When I finish the last part of the choreography I hear clapping. I turn around trying to see who watched me dance. I see Daniel standing there smiling. "What are you doing here?" I ask a little rude. "Sorry, I was just looking for you. I know you weren't happy that we cleaned your room. I know we shouldn't have done it and we are sorry." I smile at his apology. Nobody ever cared enough to apologize to me. I forgive him and we start walking back to now our room.

I walk through the door and all the boys run to me saying that they are sorry. I smile and say that it's alright. We have some small talk and then Jonah asks me about my test. I look at him weirdly. "How do you know that I had a test today?" "I saw your saw your class schedule yesterday." He answers

It is the end of the day and I get a text saying that there is a party at Bryan his house. Bryan was a friend of mine back in high school. He needed to do 11th grade again so we lost touch. This is the first thing I heard of him in 3 years. Guess I'm going to a party tonight.