bad girls

3

Melany

I'm the first one in my dorm. I have a feeling that my roommates will absolutely suck. I shiver at the thought.
The 2 hour drive was whatever. And I didn't get any message from him. It doesn't really surprise me. I knew he was a man-slut all along. That is the reason I first started seeing him, because I knew none of us would fall in love. Because when I fall in love, I fall. Hard. Really hard.

I'm isolated from my friends and home, with no internet or phone. What a blast I'm having alone in this dorm, aren't I? Too bad I didn't bring a book with me. Well, I wouldn't read it anyway. I would try, though. Getting my iPod Shuffle from my purse, I start listening to Taylor Swift. I like her, she is much a hopeless romantic like I am. The only difference is that I avoid love at all costs to not get hurt. Because, knowing myself, when I get hurt, it'll be really bad.

I lay in the individual bed until a knock in the door interrupts my focus in my thoughts.