I wake up to see rice ball looking at me. No, not looking, staring at me.
"Dude that's some creepy murderer shit."
"I'm not going to kill you" he scoffs.
"That's exactly what a murderer would say". I sit up and try and flatten my hair then think why bother.
"You know, you look very familiar, like a smell from my childhood". He doesn't say scent, he had to say smell. Asshole
"So you are a creepy murderer aren't you?"
"I'm serious, I can't get my head around from where I know you."
" I couldn't care less whatsoever. Is Sushi in the bathroom?" There. There's one sentence I thought I would never say. Screw timing. Sushi walks in fully dressed. Hair and make up on fleek.
"Morning Mon" she says. Mon. Huh. I then turn to look at her smiling at her boyfriend. Oh these miserable butt cheeks
"You game for coffee ?" she asks. Relief gushes. "Sure gimme a minute"
I take a quick shower, contemplate whether or not to wear a geeky shirt. Note to self: When in doubt, always wear a geeky shirt. So I grab my " Voldemort is my boyfriend" t shirt, tie my hair up in a messy bun and voila I'm all set.
When I come out, I see Sushi doing yoga. It catches me off-guard that someone would take the pains of dressing up and doing yoga or just exercise in general. "Is there no end to this atrocity ?" I generally ask towards the universe. I look around for Rice Ball and realize he's not there. I half panic that he's behind me, ready to slit my throat. I quickly turn around. Just in case. And I'm relieved to find no one there and sigh really loudly.
"You ready to go ?" she asks. I nod in approval. "Just need to grab my wallet". I pick my wallet and walkout with Sushi.
" So how do you like it so far?" she asks.
"I've been here one night. Too soon to get real bitchy about it. When did you come?"
"I got here a couple days ago. I got lucky that Haz and I got placed in the same college."
"Yeah, about him. What's his deal?"
She laughs. " Did he tell you about the smell thing ?"
"How'd ya know?"
"He tells everyone that to see if they get weirded out." I already don't like him. Thank God he's pretty.
We reach the diner
"Coffee, dark with milk two sugars." I order.
"Coffee, no milk, no sugar for me" she says.
" Do you even eat or are you full by just sniffing the food".
"Wait. I'm not done yet. Two plates of waffles with extra maple syrup and extra whipped cream."
"That's more like it. "
We finish our breakfast and we are about to leave. " So you don't think Bellatrix and Voldemort are actually married right?"
She rolls her eyes. "Duh. No". Relief gushes, so much that it's almost overwhelming. We then talk about random stuff like piercings and tattoos. She draws a lot of fanart I gather. And we drift the conversation to the really important stuff like Adam Levine, Zac Efron and Tom Holland. I make it a point to be very territorial with my guys.
We reach our dorm and I immediately crash.
" So what are you doing today?" she asks.
"Nothing much. Just saving the world"
"So YouTube then. Cool. I'm going to see Haz and then maybe do some shopping. You wanna come?"
"That's an unhealthy amount of time to spend with someone you know only for a day."
" I know you just enough. So three-ish maybe "
"Yep, maybe I can try and squeeze in between all the whiling away time". She smiles. She takes her stuff to leave for the door.
"Bye" she calls out. " And don't hurt the floor by cleaning it too much. He might bleed."
I stick my tongue at her. "And you don't overcook your Rice".
"I like my Rice nice, soft and mushy." she winks.
I almost throw-up. " I'm going to pretend like I didn't hear that" I call out while she leaves.
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