All Chapters of My Roommate is a Boy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

RIVERWhen I left the room that morning, Taylor was not back yet. I wonder what had happened and would make him react the way he did last night. I know I should not be poking my nose into his matters, but I can't help myself at all. Walking to the bus stop is a chore until a car pulls up beside me. The horn blares at me, and I turn to see a dark-haired and black-eyed boy sitting in the driver's seat.He gets down from the red convertible and comes to stand in front of me so I can't ignore him. He smiles, and his hair falls to cover one of his eyes slightly. He looks like a movie star. Was this school only filled with hot bad boys?"Howdy." He had an accent, but I could not place my hand on what it was supposed to be."Hi," I say because I do not know who he is and why he would stop me on the side of the road. To say hello? I did not think so."I am Arlin, and you must be River," he said, and I eyed him, wondering how he knew that. I nod gently, and he takes a step forward as if he were

RIVERWhen I get back out already in my pyjamas and see Taylor fully dressed waiting on the couch, I feel guilty, but there was no way I was going to step out of the house with him and let everyone know that I knew him. What were they going to say if they knew we shared a house?"River?" He sounded disappointed. The first time he addressed me by my first name, he was disappointed, and why did I care about something like that?"Hmm?" I ask with my back to him as I take a bottle of water from the fridge."I don't think that you would be allowed into any restaurant with that." His tone is back up to the cocky one I am aware of, and I wonder why I cared about him being disappointed in the first place."I know." I open the water and gulp, coming to sit on the stool in the kitchenette and turning to him. "I am no longer going out for dinner.""You should have told me," he said. I tried to see if he was disappointed by the news, but I could not pick out his emotion. He got up from the couch a

RIVERIt is finally Friday night, and my entire wardrobe is on the bed. My Friday nights back home were usually filled with me eating Oreos and watching game shows on the television, and then on Saturday morning, I'd do my laundry and catch up on all of my schoolwork, but with the party and all of the things I had been hearing about it, I was sure that my weekend was gone.If I had not given my word to Lan and Elise, I would have switched off my phone and enjoyed a nice evening to myself and then dealt with the consequences later, but I couldn't bring myself to do it, no matter how many times I thought about it. Arlin had emphasised the importance of my being at the party, as it was going to cement my position in the department.When I had asked what he meant by that, his response was just a smirk and nothing more. I wonder why all the boys of Alderbridge thought it was the best thing in the world to smirk. In fact, I had been shocked that he called me after storming out. He was still

RIVER "River, don't be silly," Elise says, pinching my hand slightly. "That won't be okay," she said and then looked up at Hendrix, who was waiting. "She will have what I am having." Hendrix does not wait for me to tell him that I am serious about having the coke when he walks off, leaving me shocked. My eyes drop on Taylor's face, and he is asking a tonne of them. I am sure I could see, 'Why on earth would you order a Diet Coke at the party?' I look away because why does what he thought affect me? Hendrix comes back a few moments later with a waitress who had helped him bring the tray over. "Thank you, Helen," he said with a wink at her, and she giggled before walking away. "Of course, birds of the same feather flock together," I caught myself saying before I could realise it. "What was that?" "Nothing," I murmur, taking the pink liquid to my mouth and sipping on it. I had not listened to hear what they all ordered, so I don't know the name of the drink in my hand, but I like th

RIVER"What was that?""What was what?" His eyebrow went up as if this were some sort of comedic show. "I just saved you, and that is the thanks I get?" He seemed to think he had done me a favour, and as much as I wanted to deny it, I was glad that he showed up when he did. I would have stood in front of Arlin with no words and a lack of what to say, but still, I did not want to admit that this smirking boy had saved me, and now I owe him."Saved me?" I asked, trying to act nonchalant. "You saved me?" My finger goes between us, and he nods with the smirk still plastered on his face."I did, sweetheart, and you should be thanking me.""I am not some kind of damsel in distress who needed saving, so why would you think you saved me?" I asked, and his smile faltered. It seemed like he was used to girls treating him like a knight in armour, and this was a big bruise to his ego."I never said you were," he responds and takes a step into the house and then to the kitchen to pull out a bottle