He did a perfect front flip off of the couch and turned to look at Charlotte with a large smirk on his face, happy to have proved her wrong.
She rolled her eyes, "Oh whatever Dylan, you can do a front flip, it's basically tumbling in the air."
He scoffed, waving a finger at her, "Nuh uh, you know it's hard."
"That's what she said," she joked with a wink. He smirked and rolled his eyes at her immaturity.
"Would you rather eat chocolate flavored poop or poop flavored chocolate?"
He gave her an odd look, "What kind of question is that?"
She shrugged, an innocent smile on her face, "I believe it's one that you will answer."
He frowned, tapping his index finger against his chin, deep in thought. "Poop flavored chocolate."
She scrunched up her nose in disgust, shaking her head. "So what? You'd eat poop if it tasted nice?" He asked incredulously.
She shrugged, "I don't know, no one asked me before."
He placed his hands on his hips as she picked up the tv remote, "Well I'm asking you now, so answer the question."
"I guess the chocolate."
He nodded with approval, "Good answer. Mad respect for you."
She chuckled gently and began flicking through Netflix, landing on the new movie 'Falling Inn Love.' Her eyes lit up as she clicked on it and Dylan shook his head, taking the remote out of her grip. "There is no way I'm watching this crap."
She pouted, "Come on, pleeaaaassssseeee! You know you're secretly a sucker for romance films."
He shook his head, "Not happening."
His voice told her that his answer was definite, but she refused to take no for an answer. She leaned back and pounced on him, trying to grab the remote.
He quickly moved it out of her reach and rolled over so he was now sitting on her stomach, peacefully scanning the movies and ignoring her slapping and punching him to try and get him to move.
"What do you weigh? A ton?" She coughed as his weight continued to crush her ribs. He smirked, "It's all muscle baby."
She scoffed, "Well it's effecting my ability to breathe!"
He laughed and slowly moved his weight off of her and sat next to her once again. She quickly caught her breath and glared at him, feeling the need to add in a few extra coughs for dramatic effect.
"What would you have done if you had killed me?"
He shrugged. "Laugh."
She gasped in shock, pretending to be upset with what he said. "How dare you!? What if I died in the morning!"
He chuckled lowly, "Like I said, I'd laugh."
•••
She dragged her feet along the floor, slowly finding her way to her seat. Her head was thumping and her eyes felt heavy, she was exhausted.
Charlotte and Dylan had spent hours talking about stupid things, but she knew she had to liven herself up as she had a long day ahead of her.
Professor Kane walked in and gave them all large smiles, excited to begin the day. The class silenced immediately, and he looked around, glancing at Charlotte a few times. She smiled in return and Jordan gave her a strange look, not aware of how she knew him.
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Falling for my roommate
RomanceCharlotte Mortez has to move to a new state to start her college career. She has plans to become the best Psychologist in the country. When Charlotte meets her roommate and all of his friends, her life doesn't exactly go to plan, especially when one...