Dorm Room Sisters Novels & Stories

She said. “Oh okay… thanks.” I mumbled. I wasn’t sure if I cared a ton about living with guys. But I didn’t know how safe I felt about it either. “What room is it?” Mom called over her shoulder to me as all five of us lugged boxes and bags and suitcases into the building. “401” I yelled back. The girl who had stopped and told me about the dorms was still in front of us. She immediately stopped walking and turned around. “Are you Collins?” She asked me.

“Um—not completely—” “You should come with us.” Caitlin was already holding Amel’s hand. “Let’s go to our dorm. I’ll show you a nice dress.” "But-" Too late. They both dragged Amel together. It only took a few minutes to walk from campus to the dormitory. The tall building in front of it was a girls' dormitory. While the building next to it was a boys' dormitory. On the 4th floor is where Caitlin and Annie's dorm room is located. Amel entered slowly. It turned out that their room was very neat and clean. A little bit unbelievable—considering they were a bit barbaric.

Sometimes, my dad is kind of dense. Luckily, two girls that I knew, Adrienne and Carrie, were both on full-ride academic scholarships. Because they were on scholarship, they received a grant to pay for their student housing. They'd lose the grant if they moved off campus so they stayed in the dorms as well. Since we were friendly (if not friends) we got a suite together. The suite was on the fifth floor of a large brick building and it had four rooms. There was a living room with a small kitchen essentially in one corner, a bathroom with a slim shower stall, and then two bedrooms. We'd had a coin flip to start the year and I'd won. So I had a private room and Adrienne and Carrie shared the o

she held my hand and began to pull me inside, “Come on” I stepped in and shut the door behind me. All the dorms at Heldon were designed the same. They all had separate bedrooms and bathrooms. Alex and I shared a room because I used to sleep walk and he would help me stay put. The sleepwalking has toned down but I suppose we have gotten a little too used to being in the same space. “Where’s Dalia?” I asked. Dalia was Rita’s dorm mate. She was a party animal and was hardly ever around which worked well for Rita.

“You’re kidding me.” The dorm suite was twice the size of the standard student quarters, with tall windows spilling light across a neatly made bed, shelves lined with cookbooks, and a small sitting area. A fresh bouquet of white lilies rested in a vase on the desk. It didn’t scream luxury, but compared to the cramped quarters most students endured, it looked near palatial. “You live like this?” Omar muttered, stepping inside as though afraid she might dirty the carpet. “It’s just a room,” Sienna replied, fastening her earrings.

"Why don't you give it a squeeze and see for yourself?" Renee suggested, her cheeks puffed out as she chewed on the rib. One of the roommates reached out to touch her, but another quickly pulled her hand back. "Renee, thank you for coming. Our dorm was never complete before. We always envied the other dorms." "Yeah, and we never understood why you were always hanging out with Wendy. After all, she... Ow!" "Nothing, let's just enjoy the meal," another roommate quickly intervened, trying to lighten the mood with a smile.

she says quietly, “Selena’s drama isn’t the threat itself. The threat is what her drama creates: distraction. Isolation. Openings.” I swallow hard. “I know.” Dan opens the door for me like a guard and a brother would, his gaze steady. “Don’t let them separate you,” he says. “I won’t,” I promise. And for the first time in my life, the promise doesn’t feel like a hopeful lie. It feels like strategy. By twilight, the dormitory has turned into a war room disguised as a dressing area. Girls swarm mirrors, pin hair, fuss over perfume. Everyone is trying to look like a fated answer even though no one can guarantee fate exists for them. They don’t talk about that part. They talk about dresses, smile

I’ve waited weeks to get this tea. “Urghhh. Worst roommate I’ve had in my entire academy life. That witch turned my room into a battlefield. Constant drama.Good riddance.” Okaaaay? Hailey and Eva were roommates? That explains so much. And maybe… more than roommates? Goddess, it’s like everyone at this academy signed a confidentiality pact. “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I say softly. “But like—how bad was it that they had to remodel the whole dorm system? Couldn’t they just, like, separate you?”

The warm fuzzy feeling from Caspian’s kiss was replaced by a fear. “What! Freya, you didn’t!” “I did, Jas. I spent the last thirty minutes poking around, asking a few questions, and following the trail of their perfumes. I know exactly where their dorm is. I know which floor, and I know which room.” She looked at me with a dark look like she was plotting something... “I know those two sisters of yours are evil. I saw how they looked at you today. They’re like snakes waiting to bite. I thought we should know exactly where our enemies reside, just in case they try anything.”

Freyja stopped and turned to the side. “What’s the matter, Coleman?” Colton was still expressionless as he stopped in front of her. Freyja was 5’3’’, yet she still seemed a little petite when she was standing next to Colton. “You stayed in Dorm B before this.” ‘Daisie is staying in Dorm A, and Freyja stayed in Dorm B before dropping out of school. However, ever since she returned to the college, her accommodation has been changed to Dorm A, and she happens to have become Daisie’s roommate.’