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I ask as we start walking up the steps to get to his dormitory. “It doesn't matter what you wear babe. Everyone will know that I have the prettiest girl in the world as soon as they see you ." He says causing me to blush. We soon walk into his room having me immediately notice his roommate. I take in his features, feeling my mouth run dry as I admire his physique. Are all college guys this hot? "Amber, this is my roommate Zac" Jack spoke making heat rise to my cheeks. "Nice to meet you Amber." Zac says as he holds his hand out for me to shake.

Her eyes were filled with hatred as she glared at me. I watched surreptitiously as she slipped a few sheets of paper into one of her notebooks. … The next day, because the professor had added a last-minute class, several classmates hadn't brought their textbooks, including Quinn. I volunteered to run back to the dorm to grab the books, and everyone agreed. Once I got to the dorm, I sneakily opened Quinn's notebook. Just as I'd expected, there was a medical report inside. It clearly stated that Quinn was the patient and that she'd tested positive for genital warts.

he's a trouble-saver. "Ah, thank goodness." I can hear aunt Melissa's exhale too. She's stressed. The heels she's on must be hurting her feet with all these walking. Here it comes, my mind reels. What kind of roommate will I have? I open the door to a dark blonde hair guy with lustrous brown eyes, who's just about emerging as well. I almost clashed into him. He steps back, three paces. "Hi, I'm Terry. You are my roommate, yeah?" His foreign accent is light-heartedly rich and soft.

My roommate Rachel Travis’s behavior always struck me as strange. We got along fine most of the time, but whenever it came to social media likes, she’d go down the list of mutual friends, tapping like on everyone’s posts, except mine. Over and over again, she skipped me. I thought maybe she just didn’t see them and didn’t think much more of it. Every time she needed help, I gave it without hesitation. When I got my period and realized I was out of pads, I asked to borrow one from her.

Tatiana was alarmed to see me. Tahlia had not assigned me any tasks, so I switched to polite mode. “Hello, Tatiana,” I said sweetly with a little curtsy. I could see her face slowly twist, and she seemed angry. “Fake! You’re so fake! Urgh!” “Tatiana, what are you talking about?” An elderly lady with a cane appeared from behind her. She squinted at me and pulled out her reading glasses. “And who is this?” “Grandma, this is my friend, Yvonne Zane. I switched dorms, and she’s my new roommate.”

" In an instant, her face went bright red as though she was being strangled. There was a series of mocking chuckles coming from the other end of the call. Theo was not the only person who heard her emotional speech. "I know that girl. She's always trying to seduce guys left and right. She's positively starving for a man's affection." "She's so manipulative and ugly. I knew she was rather sick in the head, but I didn't think she'd be like this while acting all meek and fragile in public." "What rotten luck to have such a roommate."

The laughter didn't make my side hurt anymore. "Damn straight. You should be too. They'll kill humans that know too much." He warned me, cutting my laughter short. "Noted." The room fell silent for a while as Tate busied himself with random things. "Hey, Kiran?" Tate finally cut the silence. "Yeah, what's up?" "You know I'm looking for a roommate. Mine found his mate a couple of weeks ago and moved out with her. How about it? It's $400 a month for everything and the fridge is always stocked."

“What are you so worried about?” “Hey,” she said. “I’m not going to let anyone see this …” She motioned up and down her body. “… looking frumpy.” “Besides me.” “Well, you’re special,” she teased as she blew me a kiss. I laughed as I walked casually through our condo and opened the front door. Curt was waiting on the other side, dressed in a black suit with a gray shirt beneath. The flecks of gray in his black tie blended beautifully, setting off his deep blue eyes. “Curt! You look great! Please, come in. I’d like you to meet my roommate, Alanna Keel,” I said, gesturing toward her. “Alanna, this is Curt Davis.”

I get to my dorm room and quietly open the door, thankfully my roommate is sleeping, and I sit at my desk and open up my law book to study but before I know it, sleep catches up to me once more. “Audrey! Audrey!!” I hear my roommate yell. My roommate’s name is Karen, and it suits her well. She has blonde hair and it’s cut short. Sometimes I think she gets the Karen cut on purpose. Either way, she drives me crazy, and I am not her biggest fan, but she keeps to herself in our tiny dorm room and that gives me the freedom to do what pays for me to have a better life soon.

Miss Foxglove muttered. “Oh, I definitely do. It’s been lonely inside my room. Am I finally getting one?” gritting with joy, Marceline chirped, looking over at the headmistress and then onto April Rose. “April? This is Marceline, and she will be your roommate for the rest of your time here at the academy. Worry less; she doesn’t bite, and you’d rather have her as a roommate than some of the werewolves around here. I’ll be sending the documents you’ll need to fill up to your room later. Have fun!” Miss Foxglove then turned around and followed the woman in a knitted cardigan’s footsteps.