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My roommate

Novel By: mitsuru

being a roommate with a guy may not help when you hug him because your scared of thunder, or when he does CPR and takes your first kiss away trying to save you. then telling you that he'll take responsibility and make you fall for him. just what kind of relationship can this be? who is he? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Oct 18, 2012    Reads: 119    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

Chapter 3

The next morning I woke up in the bed lying next to my roommate. I tried to remember what happened. First I got back from shopping, took a bath, fainted, woke up with a kiss, my roommate telling me that he would make me fall for him. I blushed staring at him, trying really hard to remember, after 5 minutes of trying to remember I got out of bed, brushed my teeth and washed my face. When I was done I went over to my shopping bags and looked at my clothes I just wasted my money on yesterday. I got everything out of the bags and tried to coordinate them. Most of them were in a maroon/burgundy color, which was my favorite color. Even my hair was that color, my eyes were a light brown with big pupils. I still have baby fat on my face, which made me look childish yet cold at the same time. I was easygoing and got along with everybody on the outside, but on the inside I had no one, no one to love me or care for me. I went to school, after school I went to work to support myself, after work I go home and do my studies, then go to sleep. When I got sick, no one came to visit and see me. Not even my family, what kind of family is that right, but I still love them even if they don't love me. So I figured, I'll just go live by myself and be alone. Well that was until I met Angie and Sarah at the start of school. I smiled at my clothes and went back to picking my clothes. Out of 23 things to wear I wore a burgundy loose top with a new pair of white skinnies I bought at Hollister. I put on a wing necklace that went along with my outfit, and wore a burgundy pair of boots. I shoved all of the other clothes back into their bags. I grabbed my digital camera, iPod, headphones, wallet, and my purse. I opened the door and left the hotel. I went for a walk and ended up finding a stream on my way, I stayed there for three hours. In those three hours I sat by the rocks and took off my heels. I looked at the sky and saw that it was a clear sky. I walked in the stream singing and humming with my iPod. I skipped rocks, and took pictures of the stream and woods. I took pictures of myself and other people who passed by. I saw the time and thought that I had better return if I wanted to put the pictures in the red room and paint. I left the stream and started my way back until I ran into stray dog. It was skinny and hungry. I could tell that it hadn't eaten in days. I carried it back with me to the hotel and into my room. I put my digital camera on the table along with my iPod, and coat. I brought it into the bathroom and set it down in the bathtub. I gently sprayed him with warm water and it seemed that he liked it. I washed him thoroughly and rubbed some shampoo onto him and washed every part of him till he was covered in bubbles and smelled good. After 10 minutes I rinsed the shampoo off of him and dried him. I got him out of the bathtub and into the kitchen. I fed it some dog food I bought at the store on my way back with him and poured it in a bowl. He ate all of it till there was no more in the bowl, I poured some more for him and made a collar out of ribbon for him. It was the color ivory with burgundy strips on the edges. I got my camera and took some pictures of him. Later after a couple of hours he got tired and fell asleep on my bed. I went into the red room and stayed in there for five hours. I waited till all the pictures were ready and dry then I opened the red door and saw that the dog was waiting by the door. I got out and sat the pictures on the table, I got out my canvases, paint, and paint brushes. I got half way of painting a picture of me by the stream, but a call interrupted my work.

I picked up my cell and answered the call. There was a pause from me for two minutes. I grabbed my wallet and opened the door fiercely while crying running into my roommate's chest. I pushed him and ran out of the hotel, the dog ran after me. I got a cab and got in with the dog. "Where's the nearest airport?" I asked the cab driver "in twenty minutes, if I drive fast and avoid traffic probably fifteen almost ten." He said. "Step on it!" I said.

We got to the airport in twelve minutes which was ok I thought. I bought an eight'0 clock flight to china as soon as possible. I looked at the time and it was only quarter to seven, I looked for a telephone to call back to the hotel. I found one not far away from my flight area. I dialed in a number and waited for it to dial. It connected I thought. "Angie?" I said. "Michelle, Where are you? Your roommate said you ran out in a panic with a dog." She said. "Uh, yeah, I guess I did do that. Umm, can you tell the teacher that I'm going to be away for a while because of family issues, please!" I said starting to tear up. "Michelle" she said then she paused. "What happened?" she said quietly. "My mom is dying." I said crying. "Angie I got a favor to ask?" I said. "Sure anything!" she said trying to cheer me up. "Can you come to the airport and take the dog back with you and take care of it while I'm gone." I said pleading. "Yeah, it's the closest airport right!" she said. "Yeah, thanks." I said and ended the call. Angie, Sarah, and my roommate came after ten minutes of the call. I showed them the dog, and hugged them goodbye. It was already ten till eight. I hugged Angie first, then Sarah who was crying, and lastly handshake my roommate. I let go of his hand and started to walk to the entrance for the eight'0 clock flight. I started to tear up, but I held them back. I couldn't cry now, not when they were already crying for me. I kept walking without looking back at them, but a pull on my hand made me stop. My roommate pulled me around and hugged me. "How come they get a hug, and I only get a handshake?" he said. I couldn't hold in my tears anymore, they started to come out bit by bit. "I'm not happy one bit." He said. "Every time I see you, you're always crying. How come I never see the smiling you?" he said. I wiped away my tears and smiled at him. "That's better!" he said. He pulled me close and leaned down and kissed me on the lips, I blushed. He pulled back and my friends were oohing at us. "That's my second kiss now." I said. "I know, but we'll kiss tons after you come back so it doesn't matter right!" he said. I smiled and waved them a final good bye. I entered the entrance flight and disappeared through a flock of people.


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