C9

When I got to my room, Piper was there, adjusting her white top in front of the mirror.

"Hello," I greeted when I arrived. In spite of everything, she would be my roommate and I didn't want to start with a tense atmosphere from now on. Piper looked like one of those goth girls that was two-faced. Something inside me told me not to trust myself too much.

"Marga, it's good that you're here," he turned to me. Her complexion was dark and her hair was curly--Today we didn't have the chance to get to know each other better.

I sat on my bed and grabbed my computer.

"I don't think so," I screwed up my face.

“Well, I'm a sophomore and so are Trevor and Trisha.

"That's great." I sat on the bed Indian style and put the computer on my lap. He planned to watch a movie while he spent the night. Maybe I'll call Nicky or have a video call with him. I missed him so much.

-Are you going to the party? It will be great.

"Actually I'm not much of a party, too loud noise gives me a headache," I denied putt