*** Winter ***
I was finished putting up my posters and I was sitting on my bed, admiring my handy work, when someone knocked on my door. "Comin'." I opened the door and saw a very angry looking Roman staring down at me. "Hi there Mr. Grumpy gills. What can I do ya for?"
He smirked cockily at me, "Well... you can do me for the pleasure."
I grimaced, "No. You know what I meant. Whaddya want?"
"Can I come in?"
"Why?"
He shrugged, "see what you've done with the place, this used to be my room, I moved in the beginning of the school year." I sighed and stepped aside and he walked right in, careful not to touch me. Ouch. I closed the door and curled up on my bed, watching him closely as he explored. He found my wall of art, "did you draw all these?" I nodded. "They're good."
"Thanks, I try." I stretched out as he came and stood at the foot of the bed, watching me through his hair. I got on my knees and came up to him and peered up at him, "So... did you want something specific or...?"
He smirked, "Just wanted to say," he leaned close and whispered "welcome to hell little girl." Then he was gone and locked back in his room.
I touched my neck lightly, the tingles still there from his breath, what the actual fuck... I got up and banged on his door, "Roman! Open up!"
He opened the door quickly, "What?"
"What the hell was that about?!" I gestured at my room, "So you're saying you're gonna make living here a hell for me?!" His eyes widened and he lifted his hands to say something but he didn't get the chance, "Well listen here buddy, I don't take lightly to threats, I've been through too damn much to deal with your bull. Don't like me? That's fine, 'cause I'm not too fond of you either! So leave me the hell alone and neither of us will have a problem!" I turned and stormed back to my room and slammed the door behind me.
*** Roman ***
I stood there, my mouth hanging open, staring at her closed door... I cannot believe she just said that to me... no one ever stands up to me like that... gotta admire her spunk. I sighed and closed my door slowly... that wasn't the best idea... I just had to smell her again, not in a creepy way, just because dammit I loved how that girl smelled. I groaned and did something... I'm not proud of.
I cleaned up and made my way upstairs, I took the pizza out of the fridge and put it in the oven. "Dinner!" I heard her come upstairs, looking sullen, she grabbed... 3 slices. 3 slices! And went back down to her room and locked the door behind her. I took 4 of my own and ate in my room, thinking about what the hell just happened.
