The Roommates Novels & Stories

and collectively the “Roommates” PURPOSE The Roommates are tenants at the premises located at 2473 Lexington Avenue, Lenox Hill, Manhattan, New York. [Premises address] (the “Premises”) for a term beginning on 25 March, 2020 and continuing month-to-month until Miss Briggens Trial is over.

When I started college, I wanted a normal college experience, so I refused to use the black card my parents gave me. My roommate, Peggy Slade, was on need-based financial aid. Every day, she did two things. First, she'd sweet-talk her rich, hot online boyfriend and brag about him. Second, she'd make fun of me, the small-town nobody who couldn't even recognize designer brands. All my clothes back home were custom-made, so I honestly didn't know a single logo. I never bothered explaining. Her online romance was more entertaining than reality TV. Then one day, a screenshot of a money transfer popped up on her phone, and I caught a glimpse. 'Wait. She's using my photos for online dating?'

I decided to be the bigger person and got up to shut them; only to be stopped by one of my roommates; “It’s alright Lin. We have to be up by the way!” Klara, one of my three roommates; croaked getting up from her bed and stumbled her way to the bathroom. I chuckled a bit and sat down on my bed. For the next hour, my mind was filled with small conversations of my roommates about handsome guys at school, boring girl squads, and stuff. It was indeed the typical college drama. We got dressed neatly and soon left for the Testing Arenas.

Roommates 7 Harley stared at him as he cleared up his relationship with the girl living opposite her. She's his older sister. "Oh." she muttered. "See, it was an absurd thing to say, Skylar being my girl friend..." he shuddered. "So you mistook my room for your sister's and you're here now." she stated out and nodded walking towards the door. "Since you're not unconscious, I think you should head to skylar room instead." she said unhooking the locks.

"That little spoiled spawn of Satan! I swear we are all going to school tomorrow and her parents better be there! My niece is the prettiest girl on this planet!" You see? This is why I loved all my girls so much. We were always there for each other and when one of us had a problem it was like we all had a problem. And when someone insulated one of our kids, you got 4 pissed mothers on your back, not just one. So it was best for you not to mess with any of us or our kids. You see, once upon a time I was just a roomie, but I had no idea that the roommate agreement would lead to the best version of my life possible.

I had to admit, his smile really suited his face. I found myself being a bit jealous, wishing that I looked this good. If only I was a hot tall man. “The thing is, roomie, that this area is a hallway connecting the boys dorms and girls dorms. It’s in the middle for late admissions. It’s not really gender segregated.” I widened my eyes. “Everyone in this hall are living with the opposite gender?” My mouth opened slightly in surprise, how could this be allowed? “No it’s just you and me. Since we came here late, this was the only room left.”

Dad went with Caleb, and I took Mom and Stella to mine. "Whoa, you have bunks!" Stella exclaimed, running to the other side of the room. "No, that’s not my corner, Stella," I shrieked, grabbing her hand and leading her to my space."My roommates are evil, and they eat children's fingers for dinner." Stella gasped, and Mom frowned playfully."Don’t listen to your sister, baby.” "Stella and Mom had already heard about my roommates from day one, and Mia had also filled her mom in. They warned us to steer clear of them and avoid any drama.”

"Avis, could you grab my body wash? It’s on my desk. I'm busy showering; I can't go over to get it." On the balcony, my roommate, Linda Lowe, was indulging in her cold shower, basking in the sunlight streaming through the windows. Our dorm wasn’t on a high floor, and anyone passing below could easily glance up to enjoy the view. But Linda didn’t care. Far from it—she seemed to revel in it, swaying her body with exaggerated movements as though she couldn’t wait to flaunt herself.

“Right. Keep telling yourself that, princess.” “What do you want?” “I guess he told you. We’re going to be roommates.” “I wouldn’t put it that way.” “So how would you put it?” “We’ll be sharing a condo. Separate rooms.” “If you shared a two-bedroom place with anybody else, wouldn’t you call them your roommate?”

My new roommate. “Hey,” I waved in her face, smiling. She spotted me instantly. “Teyana!” she grinned like she was truly happy to see me, tugging the girl beside her. “Oh my God, you’re here too.” I leaned forward. “Yeah! Uh—Carol, this is Stacy, my roommate.” Stacy nudged her friend forward, who smiled sweetly, dimples and all. “And this is Mariah.” Carol offered a lazy wave. “Hi.”