Roommate Mga Nobela at Kwento

I stated. Principal Ramos sighed. What’s the sigh for? Is he seriously not going to switch rooms for me? “I’m sorry, Louis, but I can’t just change your roommate.” “Why not?” I nearly yelled. “Because here in Moonreign Academy, a student is always assigned to share a room with another student. And when that happens, it’s mandatory that they share the room until they graduate.” “But Conrad doesn’t want me in that room. He kicked me out. How can I stay with someone like him?” I complained.

I glared. "Both of you stop. Ashton, be nice to Adder. She's our friend, so be considerate of her feelings when using nicknames. And Adder, relax he was just teasing. Now, are we all agreed? Roommates?" he scolded both of us. Ashton sighed and nodded. "Alright, mate." he agreed. I pondered this offer. Mason was offering me not just a place to crash but a place to call home. He was fully inviting me into his and Ashton's lives as an equal. I sighed and nodded. "Roommates, it is then." I agreed.

He grinned cutely at me with his tongue between his teeth and wrapped his warm muscular arms around my waist making me giggle like a fucking teenager. "Mind telling me 'your' problems", I whispered for no reason in particular trying to be seductive I guess as I ran my finger over his handsome, panty dropping face tracing his bootiful features. Swoon. "The main problem is that you're not there", He whispered as well matching my tone making me grin widely like a fool as my cheek turned red but thankfully he couldn't see that because of the mask. "So you're officially my roommate now, huh?" Hunter shrugged, "Unfortunately".

Fanky said and sat beside her. "Yes, tssk!" disgusted Arosh said. "Let's talk differently, tell me who your roommate is? Do not lie to me, because I will know that too later, so tell me the truth now. "Fanky told her. "Okay, I will tell you, but don't tell others who my roommate is. "said Arosh. "Okay promised." said Fanky. "My roommate, it's none other than - is Harry." said Arosh.

I cleared my throat and answered, “I will be the second occupant of this room.” “So, we will be roommates?” She said, more like a scream. “Yes. Hi, roomie.”

“My parents always do this big, chaotic thing. Food everywhere, Christmas movies on repeat, cousins running around like feral animals, aunts arguing over board games. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s… nice. You’d fit right in.” I stared at him. He hurried on, words tumbling faster. “I mean—not as, like—not as my boyfriend or anything. Just… as a friend. Roommate. Someone who doesn’t want to spend the holidays eating takeout alone in an empty off-campus apartment while the heat’s set to sixty to save money.” The word *boyfriend* hung between us anyway, bright and unignorable, even though we’d both been careful not to say it out loud yet. My throat tightened.

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.”

“Your roommate isn’t around much?” “Yeah, he’s a final-year student. Barely here.” He paused, then added, “I wish I could leave Liam,” I muttered under my breath, not realizing he’d heard. “What?” Blake looked up. “You stay with Liam?” “Uhmm… yeah,” I admitted, no point in lying. “But I want to leave as soon as possible.” “That’s bad,” he said seriously. “You two are already rivals. If my roommate moves out, you can come here. It’s only for this semester anyway.”

“Fine. So you’re my roommate.” My roommate? That’s impossible! “What’s your name?” “I’m… Iris.” He nodded. “And I’m Kevin Halkos. Be calm and don’t bother me.” Then he turned around and entered one of the rooms, closing the door behind him, leaving me standing in the living room like a new piece of furniture that didn’t know where it had been placed. How could my roommate be a male? Is this normal here? Or have I entered an extra chapter of a never-ending nightmare?