Tamed.

Chapter 2: Neighbors

Alisha's P.O.V.

Me and Britney walked out of the elevator and there were the dorms! Some kids were moving in today while I just saw some laying on their beds reading or texting. There was luggage in the halls and make out sessions going on... with open doors...

I quickly turned away and came face to face with my beautiful dorm! All I've been waiting for had finally arrived! My roommate my bunk my neighbors! Parties every night, study sessions, gossip and more awaited me! Brit looked at me and grinned because we saw the eagerness in my eyes!

I opened the door and my roommate was on her bed on her laptop. I smiled and said

"Hey Abbigail I'm uh... I'm your roommate!"

She forced her head up and closed her comupter. She smiled then came over to me with open arms. Wow she's welcoming!

"OMG HIII!!" Abbigail squeezed.

I accidentally dropped my bags on her foot but she held on to me tight!

"Lemme help with your bags!" She insisted as she grabbed them with great strength.

"Thanks Brit!" I waved to her.

"No problem! Now Abbs will teach you the dorm rules later but right now go ahead and get situated. If you need anything I'll be at the front desk."

I nodded as she left. Abbigail or Abbs already claimed the bottom bunk so I climbed in the top and fixed my bed how I liked it.

"Okay you can organize your stuff the way you want to just please don't mess up any of mine! Those are basically my rules of the dorm!" Abbigail said.

I nodded then went in the bathroom to fix my side of the area. I heard a door slam behind me.

"Just the neighbors!" I sighed.

"Watch where you're going Mike, gosh!" Abbigail said walking into the room.

I turned around and saw the door across from our dorm, slam shut. Room 147 is moody...

"Hey uh who was that?" I asked.

"Oh that's just the rebel of the school Michael Clifford. He's never gonna get outta here!" Abbs replied with a chuckle.

"How about we meet our neighbors tonight huh?"

"Oh I already met all them on this floor but you can!"

"Yeah okay sure." I drifted off as I looked at Michaels door.

Dinner soon came and some of us met in the cafeteria some just stayed in our rooms. Everyone who ate downstairs had their dorm doors open but Michael's was closed... I wonder about him. He's like the most talked about student here and not in the good way!

After dinner I took the elevator with some of my new friends from the room 3 doors down the hall! One was Ivan and the other was nicknamed Tank. They're freshman brothers that made friends with me and Abbs! I think they're gay though...

Abbigail went to their dorm while I met some neighbors! Rooms 130-146 on one side and on my side was 149-166. I saved Michael's for the last. I was curious yet a bit scared.

My fist moved towards the door... then knocked 3 times. I heard feet walking then stop.

"Who's here?" Yelled a rough voice.

"My name is Alisha-"

"Congratulations! What do you want?"

"Um I've just been visiting neighbors so yeah..."

"Well you've met me now goodbye now!"

"Um wait I haven't met you I don't even know what you look like!"

"Black hair, tattoos, piercings, skinny jeans, converse and cuttoffs basically."

"Just open the door!"

"UHG fine!"

I stepped back while Mike was jiggling the handle of the door knob. The door swung open and.... Woah....

There stood a tall, emo looking guy with tattoos from head to toe, skinny jeans tighter then his skin itself and a bottle of beer in his hand.

"Hi?" He asked.

I woke up from shock and properly greeted him with a,

"hey I'm Alisha but you can call me Ali if you want."

"I'm Michael. Michael Clifford."

"So uh... are you a freshman?" I hesitantly asked while starring at his lip ring.

"Nah I'm... what are you looking at?" He sat his beer on a table by his miny fridge.

"Oh uh sorry nothing!"

"Yeah that's what everyone says." He rolled his eyes as he began to shut the door.

"Woah woah woah wait! Uh I'm sorry I've just never seen uh..."

"You've never seen anyone who looks like me huh? I get that a lot. I get called freak or emo or a fag."

"Why?"

"It's just because I get called names and stuff that I don't like people so..."

Oh uh yeah."

He looked at me then asked,

"What room are you in?"

"Oh just this one!" I replied pointing to my dorm.

"Oh you bunk with Abbi? You're in for a treat!"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Nothing. Hey it was actually decent meeting you but I gotta get back to doing nothing so see you around I guess."

"Alright... b-"

He shut the door before I could say anything else. Well he was... Friendly.

I went back to my room, read, called my mom then went to bed. Abbigail was still at the brothers dorm I think.

I kept thinking about Michael. How his tattoos stood out and how his lip ring was oddly attractive. His plugs in his ears and his pitch black hair... I've never seen anyone like that. It was... unusual and different... I kinda like unusual. He's not as bad as people say he is! He was... decent.

Suddenly, a bang woke me from my thoughts! It was Abbs peeking over top of my bunk.

"Did ya meet all your neighbors?" She whispered.

"Yeah and I met Michael."

"You actually talked to that fag? Wow I'm surprised he didn't curse you out or shoot ya a bird!"

"Um shoot me what?"

"Never mind. Night Ali!"

"Night Abbigail."

I turned over and sighed. Day one, check!