You make me feel like I’m living a teenage dream
The sound of the music sounded loudly in the dorm room shared between Naomi and Emma. Why it was going off, Emma had no idea. It wasn’t coming from her phone. She didn’t even have that tone saved to her phone at all. But Naomi did.
The way you turn me on, I can’t sleep
“Naomi,” Emma groaned as she turned over in her bed so she could glance at the blonde sleeping across the room from her.
The sun was barely even out yet, that was as much as she could see through their barely open curtains. What time was it?
Let’s run away and don’t ever look back. Don’t ever look back.
Why was it still going? Emma was about to kill her roommate.
“Naomi!” Emma spoke even louder, annoyance in her voice.
“What?” Naomi groaned as she lifted her head from the pillow it was laying on.
My heart stops when you look at me
“Phone,” Emma frowned in return.
Naomi frowned in return as she processed what her friend was saying, “Oh shit, sorry,” the blonde quickly reached for her phone that was lying on the ground next to her bed.
Emma collapsed onto her back and looked up at the ceiling groggily, “The hell do you have an alarm set for?”
“It’s not an alarm, my mom’s calling me,” The blonde quickly sat up from her bed and hit the answer button on her phone, “Hello?”
Whilst Naomi spoke to her mother on the phone, Emma sat up in her bed and wrapped one of her blankets around her. It was absolutely freezing in their room. It made sense considering both her and Naomi were burning up when they went to bed at about two in the morning, so they both cranked their fans on the max speed to help them fall asleep. They were both thoroughly impressed neither of them had thrown up.
The brunette leaned to one side to try and see the alarm clock that sat on her desk, it read 8:57 AM. Only seven hours of sleep? Normally her and Naomi would be asleep until almost noon unless there was a football game on Saturdays. In those cases they took a chill friday night and partied after the football games. But this weekend, the game was away, so there was no tailgating to wake up and get ready for. Emma could already tell it was going to be a rough day for the both of them.
“Yeah, mom, I’ll see you later,” Naomi spoke in a mildly annoyed tone before she took the phone away from her ear and hung up.
“What was that about?” Emma asked as she got out of her bed so she could get her bottle of Excedrin and her water bottle.
“Her and my dad are coming down for a surprise visit,” Naomi rolled her eyes, “They’re gonna be here at ten thirty. That’s perfect, just what I need to cure a hangover. A day with my parents.”
“Yikes,” Emma spoke as she sat down in her desk chair, unscrewing the bottle of migraine meds in the process, “God my head is already pounding.”
“Same,” Naomi groaned as she collapsed back onto her bed, “God I need to shower. Speaking of which, what happened with you in the bathroom last night?”
Emma spilled two of the pills into her hand and reached for her water bottle that was sitting on the edge of her desk, “I told you what happened, someone walked in and turned off the lights and then they started banging on the shower stall door.”
Naomi frowned, “Are you sure?”
The brunette threw the pills into her mouth and tipped her head back as she swigged the last of the water in the purple bottle before she spoke, “Yes, Naomi, I’m not delusional, I know what I saw and heard.”
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Solely Hers
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