All Chapters of SEDUCED BY MY ROOMMATES: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ethan took me back to school after the date, at least that's what I call it. I had history for last period, so I met Dolly by her locker. Her face brightened up when she saw me "this school is so boring without you" "don't flatter me" we both chuckled. I got my books and we both left for class. "so how was your date?" Dolly asked me. See it's not only me who sees it as a date. "it w..." I wanted to say but I stopped when u saw Jasmine walking inside the class frowning. Normally I wouldn't care, cus that's the kind of person I am, but some would say that Dolly had really changed me for the best. "hey Jas" She looked at me and smiled small "hey" she then took a sit next to me. "you must be the famous Dolly" she referred to Dolly. Dolly looked puzzled "famous?" I was also going to ask the same question. "never mind" she said as the teacher walked inside the class. The class was boring like every other history classes, I can't just wait to be done with this hell. After class,

I woke up not really wanting to go to school today, I sighed and stood up from the bed to start preparing so as not to get late. Monday mornings usually felt like a punishment. The kind of punishment that came with cold air, tight schedules, and the unbearable weight of Advanced Physics at 8 a.m. But not today. Today, I felt like sunshine. I felt happy, kinda, because of Ethan. Ethan showed up at my door right when I was done with dressing up. He wore a grey hoodie layered under a denim jacket, his curls slightly tousled like he’d run his hands through them one too many times. And when I opened the door, he smiled like I was the only thing that made sense in the world. “good morning angel" he handed me a flower which I happily accepted. "I'll bring you one of this everyday" I blushed, he was so romantic. He drove me to school today, so I didn't need to share a ride with Liam-the jerk. I felt that today wouldn't be so bad, like I had thought. I was having two tests today, math

Barbie's POV I went to my maths class after the incident, which you already know about. My mind wasn’t even in the class, to be honest. Everything felt like a blur. I was late, and if not for the fact that I was actually friends with the teacher—Miss Clara—I would have gotten an F. My very first fail. Just imagining that sent a chill down my spine. Miss Clara gave me one of those looks that said, “You better explain later,” and handed me the test paper without a word. I mumbled a soft thank-you and took my seat. The test itself felt like a punishment. I kept glancing at the clock, watching the seconds drag by like molasses. My brain was swimming with everything but formulas and numbers. Somehow, I managed to finish, though I was sure my answers looked like a scrambled egg breakfast. After the test, I and Dolly walked to the cafeteria together. The hallway buzzed with other students, some chatting, some rushing like their lives depended on getting to their next class on time. "S

It happened two days later. That’s when everything started to spiral. We were in class—me and Dolly—just trying to pretend things were normal. I couldn’t even focus on what the teacher was saying. My mind kept drifting to Ethan’s words, the way he wouldn’t even say “no” when I asked if Zoe was part of the future his mom had planned. I always knew Zoe was planning something, ever since what she said at the cafeteria. As soon as class ended, Dolly tugged me aside. “You okay?” “Define okay.” cus, I was far from okay. “On a scale of ‘still breathing’ to ‘I’m gonna throw someone off a roof,’ where are you?” I gave a tired laugh. “Somewhere in between.” Dolly wrapped her arm around my shoulders. “Just know that whatever this is, you don’t have to face it alone.” I nodded, grateful—but I also felt that quiet ache in my chest that didn’t want comfort. It wanted answers. And it got one, but not in the way I expected. Later that afternoon, I went back to the apartment, and Ethan

Ethan's POV I’ve never hated silence more in my life. It filled the car like smoke as I sat in the backseat of my mom’s SUV, the city lights flashing by like they were mocking me. She hadn’t said a word since we left the meeting with Zoe’s dad—not that I was eager to speak. What was I supposed to say? “Thanks for destroying my relationship, Mom. You really outdid yourself this time.” I mean that would be hilarious. She tapped her manicured fingers against the wheel, perfectly calm. “You should be grateful. This is the opportunity of a lifetime.” “Opportunity,” I muttered, staring out the window. “You mean a contract I never asked for with a girl I don’t want.” “Ethan, don’t be dramatic.” Her voice was sharp. “You want to take over a company someday? This is the fastest way to do it. The mayor trusts you. He likes you. And Zoe—” “I don’t love Zoe.” “You don’t have to love her. You just need to play nice. Or do you want me to be stuck working with the Jones all my life? Thi