My Roommate is Hot
I glanced down at my fingers before tucking my hands into the pockets of my hoodie.
My relationship with Jaxon had deteriorated over the years, getting worse and worse, and our parents couldn’t do anything about it. They just made us do things together, which sucks, because that doesn’t make Jaxon any nicer to me.
It makes him hate me a little more. I stopped caring when I turned sixteen and dreaded meeting with his family—especially knowing he’d be there.
Aidan, on the other hand, was Jaxon’s buddy, and I couldn’t care less.
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