Urg!Fate
491 Words
Wow!was all i could say as i looked at the building in the school.
This is freaking awesome.
The school is all that i have fantasized about maybe even more.
I reached the university just a while ago and and i am now being led toward my hostel room.A room had been spared for me but I had to share it with someone since i am joining the school pretty much in the middle of the year.
I just hope that my roommate is a nice person and an i***t one.Why an i***t?Because i need to mask my personality from her and am really bad at hiding my personality from people.So yeah...i need a roommate who cannot see right through me.
"We've reached your room Miss."
"Oh thank you."
I wait till my escort has left and I quietly open the door but then I realise that it wouldn't have mattered whether I opened the door noisily.The room was literally vibrating from the music in the room...and the person in the room,"God!please let this be the wrong room."
Okay,the thing is,i like having my peace but this being my room,i can already tell that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.
"Hello there pretty!"I physically cringe at how loud she is.
Hello,my name is Anna,i should be in room 11,am I in the wrong room?"
"No!you are definitely in the right room.Come on in,make yourself comfortable.Am sorry about the loud noise you heard earlier.Oh!how rude of me,My name is Sydney,i'll be your roommate till when you can't tolerate me any more and murder me."She sweetly smiles at me.
I find myself chuckling at that...forget what I said about hoping to be in the wrong room,I will definitely love this girl,I already like her.She suits my plans.
"You know,my brother himself could not tolerate my noise,he lives next door surprisingly.Something about needing to keep an eye on me and so he had to install some sound proof nonsense stuff in my room.He says I keep distracting my neighbours."
And,did I say how much she talks?Damn,she has talked in thirty minutes what i could have normally talked in two days.
"Where do you come from?I personally come from Britain,though we sometimes live Kenya due to some businesses my family has.I study mass communication.What about yourself."
Damn,how much can this girl talk.
I probably scared her by staring too long while she was talking because the next thing she does makes me feel bad for staring.She sits next to me and looks at me with her innocent eyes,"Am sorry i talk too much,its the only way i get to drown my thoughts by talking more than i should."
Am not really good at calming people's emotions so I do what I always did to calm my mum,i hold her hand tight and tell her my name and where i come from.That seems to do the trick because she stops her blabbering and calms down.She hugs me tightly and her earlier lively spirit comes back.
"What the f**k is happening here"a farmiliar voice interrupts our moment.
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