Bad Boy Roommate

The smell instantly hit me. Cologne. I cringe, please tell me my new roommate wasn't a dude. I look around the room, sighing when I see a suitcase on the floor next to the couch.   "Hey-" a guy, about 6'0, walked in. He had chocolate brown eyes and the best hair.  I should ask what conditioner he uses. He looks me up a down, I mentally cringe.  So that's the type of guy he's like...   "Of course, you're a girl." He mumbles the last part.   He winks at me, changing his attitude completely. "What do you want to do, babe?"  I glare at the word, babe. He gives an innocent look. "I want you to get your bags out of here." I pointed to his suitcase and pointed down the hall, which was behind him.  "I'll do it later." He walks down the hall, and I sigh heavily.  He's going to be a handful...    I wake up the next morning, groaning, I sit up. I glance at my clock and see it's 9:45.  Shoot! I slept in! I quickly get up, hopping into the shower, and throwing on some jeans. I forget about my shirt, which embarrassingly said; Momma's Princess.  Which I had gotten for Christmas, I grab my book bag and quickly run to class.  I sit down just as the professor walks in.