Filling Up My Roommates Novels & Stories

Beth fumed and I walked up to her and linked my arms through hers, pulling her towards the stairs. "Keep your eyelashes on," I laughed. "You look hot." "That's what I thought," Beth huffed and we made our way upstairs. "Why are you in Blake's room? "Because we have more housemates," I scowled and sat back down in front of the mirror. "You didn't know?" "Nope," Beth shrugged. "Before I sit are these sheets clean?" "Yes," I laughed and Beth sat down. "Four new recruits are living with us."

And it was already half-occupied. My roommate was sitting on the left bed. She was surrounded by boxes, but she wasn't unpacking. She was filing her nails. She had sharp, dark bobbed hair, eyeliner that could cut glass, and a t-shirt that said 'DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES' in neon pink font. She looked up as we entered. Her eyes scanned me....head to toe....then flicked to Daxon. She paused on Daxon. "Nice movers," she drawled. "Do they charge by the hour or by the bicep?"

The apartment was already filled with the heavy scent of sizzling bacon and loud, ridiculous arguing. ​My three roommates were in peak form. There was Leo, our resident golden-boy athlete; Sam, who was currently standing on a chair trying to fix a speaker wire; and Jax, who was currently shirtless, wearing low-slung board shorts, a backward cap, and flipping pancakes in the air with a reckless enthusiasm that threatened to ruin our ceiling.

“Roommate?” “Yeah,” River said cheerfully, oblivious to the way Juliette’s smile was now twitching like she was planning something sinister . “They’ve been rooming together since the start of the semester.” Juliette’s grip on Kael’s arm tightened like she wanted to snap it in half. Her eyes went back to me, narrowing. I suddenly felt like a mouse surrounded by cats. Rooming with Kael while hiding my true identity was already hard enough, but now I had a new problem... Juliette, the Kael obsessed bitch who apparently did not like sharing her imaginary boyfriend with anyone.

“I can’t wait for today!” I couldn’t help but smile at my roommate as we both left the dorm room and headed down the stairs into the community living room. I was surprised by how busy the living room was this morning. I could smell and hear the coffee brewing in the shared kitchen. The news station played loudly on the TV, and a few girls were curled up on the couch watching it. Most were scattered around and talking with one another, but when I walked in, most turned their attention to me, and their eyes grew large.

Amy says leading me to a garden seat and I nod my head to tell her that is okay. " back to business. .i saw a post that you are indeed of a roommate " she says once again. "ooh yes, I need a roommate . My apartment is big enough to b be fit for a a small family " I say. "it is too big for me alone.. .and I could equally need an income for a living while here. You know how expensive campus life can be. " I added. " I understand you completely . By the way I am a second year Business Administration student " she says. .ooh. she is a second year and not fresher like me. Hope this doesn't go into the outside direction and things backfire.

This is quite nice. “Something like that. I usually just sit around and do paper works. Nothing exciting.” He said and crossed his arms. “Do you like it? You can just chuck the furniture in the storage downstairs if you’re planning on using yours.” “It’s okay, I might have to change the bedside table and the sheets but this is fantastic, Trent.” I smiled. “I’m glad I found this vacancy. I’m really looking forward to being your house mate—or what do you call this? That is if we come to an agreement.”

I replied. His mouth twitched slightly. “Relax. I’m moving in. Thought I’d be polite.” “Be less polite,” I said and Joe cleared his throat behind me. Oh right. He was still here. Noah’s gaze shifted past me, landing on Joe. “Roommate?” he asked. “Friend,” Joe answered before I could. Noah nodded once. “Cool.” Then he stepped inside like he owned the fucking place and the room felt smaller with him in it. He set his box down near the spare bed—my spare bed and started unpacking like this was routine. Joe was watching him now and the tension in the room was getting worse. Someone had to say something.

FREE-USE ROOMMATES, EPISODE 1: SHE WAS IN MY BED TINASHE “Trevor, can I sleep in your bed tonight? Mine got soaked when I had my friends over,” I told my roommate. Trevor and I had lived together for half of the semester. We met during registration for our finals. My previous roommate had kicked me out, and Trevor’s roommate had dropped out, so he needed a replacement. So I moved in, turning the room on the right into my personal space, while Trevor retained the one on the left.

And I was right…again. “Okay?” “I just got a call from Skylar. Apparently, her dorm was given out to someone else. They promised to get another dorm space for her, but they haven’t been able to find one since all the rooms are filled up.” I could hear the exhaustion in her voice. She sighed. “Can you please get her from the dorm and let her spend the night in your apartment? We’ll find a solution in the morning,” she said, and I glanced at my wristwatch.