Novel & Cerita Wrecked Roommates Series

"I didn't lose it. Someone burned it—" Mrs. White swiftly cut me off, her tone harsh, "Ms. Surrey called earlier to say that you were in a car accident and are suffering from psychological trauma, so you might come to school and cause a fuss. Well, the system is closed now, so there's no way you're getting a replacement!" "But I didn't lose it. Selena burned it—"

Clutching the shredded remnants of my clothes to my chest, I bolted. I ran blindly until I reached my building, threw my dorm door open, and slammed it shut behind me, panting for air. Shivering and semi-clothed, I didn't even notice my roommate waking up until her eyes scanned my disheveled state. “Wow, couldn't get enough of the spotlight, huh?” she muttered sarcastically, rolling over. I sank onto the edge of my bed, a fresh wave of tears overtaking me. Jax’s betrayal had set off a domino effect of ruin, and I knew the fallout was only beginning.

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.”

"Well you're in my house and in my room, so the heck are you?" "Your worst nightmare." He smirked. "You know what, you're my worst nightmare, I mean think about it, you're a jerk and I was cursed to be your roommate." "You know I could make your life a hell nerd." "Oh, I'm so damn scared," I said sarcastically. "You should be." "Then go ahead and do it, Mr. Asshole Rodriguez." "Nah." He said waving it off with his hand. "Why not, scared?" "No, it's because-" he pauses then looked down, "Nevermind."

The vodka-punch-mess I’m drinking. Then— “Seth would hate this playlist,” Ramon mutters, scrolling through the queue. “Guy’s got the music taste of a divorced dad going through a crisis.” My body tenses before I can think. Cup halfway to my mouth. Tracey glances at me. “You good?” “Yeah,” I say too quickly. “Just didn’t expect… that name to come up.” “Oh. Right. Roommate situation,” she says casually, then turns to the others. “Alex lives with my cousin.”

Then she squeezed Maya’s shoulder, grabbed her keys, and rushed out the door. The second she left, the house felt too quiet. Not normal quiet. Wrong quiet. The kind of quiet that settles after something bad happens. I stepped outside for a minute. Jake and Marcus were standing on the porch watching the ambulance lights disappear into the distance. Neither one looked particularly comfortable. “What happened?” Marcus asked quietly. I shoved my hands into my pockets. “They found her roommate unconscious.” Jake winced. “Damn.” “Looks like alcohol poisoning.” Nobody spoke for a second. The words sat heavy between us.

I’ve waited weeks to get this tea. “Urghhh. Worst roommate I’ve had in my entire academy life. That witch turned my room into a battlefield. Constant drama.Good riddance.” Okaaaay? Hailey and Eva were roommates? That explains so much. And maybe… more than roommates? Goddess, it’s like everyone at this academy signed a confidentiality pact. “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I say softly. “But like—how bad was it that they had to remodel the whole dorm system? Couldn’t they just, like, separate you?”

I tell her and she calms down. "Promise?" she asks. "Promise," I reply and she smiles. "Good, we're all sorted, now let's tell the boys our decision," Wren says and calls them and in a few seconds they come back. "Okay, we've decided that we'll share rooms, every person will be with the one they drove with, for obvious reasons," I say and I can feel Vic tense beside me. The fearless Trent's have been acting weird lately. "Okay, uhm... Roxy and I will pick this one, Scott and Kyrah you'll get the room at the end and Wren and Vic, both of you will get the one next to ours," Kye says and heads back downstairs.

It also meant that Wendigos were just a distraction so someone could accomplish their mission. I mind-linked Kamryn, Aegir and mom Nashia to join me in my room. They needed to see this. I placed the book back and closed the compartment. They arrived soon enough and gasped seeing the condition of my room. "Don't tell me they ransacked your room too?" Mom Nashia walked inside with her eyes widened in shock as she sidestepped my clothes that had been thrown all over the room. Followed by Kamryn and Aegir, both seemed dishevelled and angered at the sorry state of my room, closing the door behind them with a small click.

"You have GOT to be kidding me." The ceiling pipe above my closet had burst sometime during the downpour, and my entire room, my bed, the carpet, was now a swamp. My laptop charger floated past my foot like a tiny doomed boat. But right now, from somewhere in the house, I could hear footsteps coming to see what I was shouting about, and all I could think, standing ankle-deep in my own ruined bedroom, was: of course. Of course this is happening now. Later that evening, when Richard had called the contractor to inspect it, I would find out that it would be unlivable for weeks and I’ll be sharing a room with Jace freaking CARTER.