Roommates with a boy
225 Words
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.
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