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The Wrong Dorm

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Reads 26,056
Votes 422
Parts 20
Time 1h 38m

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When Daisy finds herself in a mixed gender dorm that none of the teachers know about, she soon finds out that there is more to the people that live there that meets the eye. 
Ollie, her newly made friend. Jenna the delirious bitch. Dylan the sweet boy stained by Jenna's bad reputation. And James the mysterious hot guy. 
She gets caught up in going to parties with them, struggles with anxiety, her dark past and her mixed feelings about James, who is one minute flirty and hot and the next mean and dangerous. She could never fall for the the resident bad boy that lives with her , would she?




I glance down at her peaceful face, brushing a stray stand of hair out of her face, while the movie's soft soundtrack fills the room. She looks so beautiful like this-calm, safe, trusting me completely.

"What are you doing to me Dais?" I whisper, my voice barely above a breath. "I really like you...but have no idea how to tell you."

She stirs slightly beneath me, but she doesn't wake up. I freeze for a second, wondering if she heard me, but when she settles back down, I let out a quiet sigh of relief.

She didn't hear. Or at least, she won't remember.All Rights Reserved

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