Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Roommate is a Boy: Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

STUNNINRIVER“I hired a makeup artist,” Ashley announced at the table during dinner. I looked up at her to realise I wasn't the only one wondering why. “I won’t look shabby at my ex’s wedding; he needs to know he is the one who lost.” I was curious; what was the story behind them? Why was Ashley so comfortable with talking about him like it was something that didn't affect her in any way? Was she overcompensating to show he lost while she was grieving?Taylor and Talia passed concerned looks to each other like they were trying to figure out who was going to break the ice and say something to make it better. Taylor cleared his throat and shifted. “You three look like you are about to pity me,” she said before Taylor could say anything. “Of course not,” both of them said almost too quickly, their voices high-pitched and guilt written all over their faces. “Then stop looking like that. Marriage is a beautiful thing, and not all beautiful things last forever. If your father has decid

YOUR FEELINGS AND MINE. RIVER‘Oh my goodness, I am kissing Taylor DeLuca and he is kissing me back.’ Something about how our breaths mixed and the warmth was too exciting. Who knew my first kiss would be me going to leap on a bad boy who tells me he likes me? Was I that easy? ‘OH MY GOODNESS, I AM KISSING TAYLOR DELUCA.’The alarms in my brain went off louder than the first time our lips brushed against each other. I pulled away, holding his eyes for any form of regret; maybe he had only said he liked me to calm my nerves. Maybe to ease the awkwardness? I stumbled to my feet, and he did so as well. He stretched his hand to me but didn't touch, as if he was afraid to. What did that mean? After he had confessed? “Umm…I…have to…” I stuttered, unable to construct a full sentence. I moved back and shook my head before turning and hurrying off the road we had come from. “River? ” he called after me. I had no idea what I was doing and why I was running but that was the only thing my

RIVERIt had been a week since Tyalor made it home. I mean, I shouldn't be shocked since I had rejected him, but I didn't expect that he would move on so quickly and with Vanessa at that. He left so early on Monday after a quick knock on my door, telling me he had signed up for a play and wouldn't be home as much as he used to be. I don't know why I thought it was going to be just a few more hours, but I never saw him come once. Whenever I was in school, there were signs that he came home but it was obvious he was ignoring me. What did I expect? It must be awkward for him; I kissed him after his confession and then rejected him almost too quickly. Vanessa’s updates on her social media that somehow always made their way to my feed were taunting. She was bragging openly and as if they were directed at me. She had him now and it hurt even though I was the one who pushed him away. Elise and Lana had constantly asked what was wrong and my response was a simple smile and a light head sh

RIVER.I had never done something like this before, but spending my Sunday looking for Taylr was the only thing on my mind when I got out of bed. I sent him a simple text and panicked when he didn't seem to respond. Noah was my only hope of getting to talk to him, and once he secretly told me where they were, I made my way there with the help of Matt, who had been secretly rooting for us because we looked too good. “How did you know?” I asked Matt when he offered to drop me off that morning after we met briefly outside. “Oh girl, please, you were the only one who didn’t see your love for him,” he snickered, and I know that should be a good thing, but I couldn’t shake off the feeling that I had been obviously in love with Taylor for a long time. “Don’t mess this up,” Matt called after me as I walked into the theatre that was bubbling with numerous people trying to make whatever play this was a success. I found Taylor backstage a little too easily with the help of Noah, who took me

TAYLOR. I shifted in bed, and my body touched River’s slightly. My eyes fluttered open as I watched her perched on my chest, sleeping soundly. I had dreamed of this, and now that it was happening, I wasn't sure how I was supposed to react. I didn't expect her to come into the theatre and demand to speak to me or even think of wanting to be with me, but here we were. My dreams are becoming a reality faster and scarier. I stared at her for a minute until she stirred gently and tried to turn away from me. It still felt surreal that we were a couple.My hand pressed against her back, turning her into me. After staying in bed for a moment more, I pulled out of bed and covered her up before going into the kitchen to get breakfast ready for her. I was halfway done with the pancake while heavy metal played in the background when I felt a hand creep up my waist and her hand press against my back. “Good morning.” Oh, how I loved hearing her speak. I tapped on her hand gently and turned to