Here I am looking at my roommate from a different perspective. I look at her as a psycho person who is off her medication. A murderer. A killer. Here is my story about THE ROOMMATE.
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"I can't believe my little girl is leaving me", said my mother, sobbing.
"Mom, I'm 18."
"I know, but that doesn't change the fact your my little girl."
It kinda did, but I wasn't in the mood for arguing with her. We were driving to the college I got accepted into. Once we stopped into front of the college, I hugged my mom goodbye.
"Bye mom."
"Bye, sweetie."
I got out of the car, got my suitcase from the trunk, and waved my mom goodbye as she drove off.
I then walked into the college building and finally got to my room. As I got settled, a blonde girl in a gray t-shirt and shorts walked into my room. I figured she was my roommate. So I said, "You must be my roommate. I'm Gwen Matthews."
"I'm Bridgette Morgan, and I'm not your roommate. I live in a across the hall."
"Oh."
"I'm just here to welcome you."
I smiled. "Thanks."
"You need any help getting settled?"
"Yes. Thank you."
"No problem."
After Bridgette helped me, I waved goodbye to her and got ready for my first class.
As I was walking down the stairs of the college building, I bumped into a muscular guy with a green mohawk. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"
"I'm...not...", said the guy. He smiled at me with cerceta, verde-azulado green eyes. And I smiled back. "I'm Duncan."
"I'm Gwen."
He bent down and picked the books that I dropped when I bumped into him, and he handed them to me.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." He then said, "I know we just met, but do you wanna get a coffee sometime?"
"Yeah, sure. That sounds great."
"Awesome."
"I..should probably get to class now."
"Oh, right. Well, I see you around." He walked past me and up the stairs.
I couldn't believe it. I might actually have a boyfriend for my freshman ano of college!
After school, when I got back to my room, I noticed that the other cama was made. My roommate was here? Finally! A brunette girl came back into the room, wearing a red sundress. "Hi, you must be my roommate. I'm Gwen Matthews."
"Courtney Evans." She smiled and shook my hand.
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"I can't believe my little girl is leaving me", said my mother, sobbing.
"Mom, I'm 18."
"I know, but that doesn't change the fact your my little girl."
It kinda did, but I wasn't in the mood for arguing with her. We were driving to the college I got accepted into. Once we stopped into front of the college, I hugged my mom goodbye.
"Bye mom."
"Bye, sweetie."
I got out of the car, got my suitcase from the trunk, and waved my mom goodbye as she drove off.
I then walked into the college building and finally got to my room. As I got settled, a blonde girl in a gray t-shirt and shorts walked into my room. I figured she was my roommate. So I said, "You must be my roommate. I'm Gwen Matthews."
"I'm Bridgette Morgan, and I'm not your roommate. I live in a across the hall."
"Oh."
"I'm just here to welcome you."
I smiled. "Thanks."
"You need any help getting settled?"
"Yes. Thank you."
"No problem."
After Bridgette helped me, I waved goodbye to her and got ready for my first class.
As I was walking down the stairs of the college building, I bumped into a muscular guy with a green mohawk. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!"
"I'm...not...", said the guy. He smiled at me with cerceta, verde-azulado green eyes. And I smiled back. "I'm Duncan."
"I'm Gwen."
He bent down and picked the books that I dropped when I bumped into him, and he handed them to me.
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." He then said, "I know we just met, but do you wanna get a coffee sometime?"
"Yeah, sure. That sounds great."
"Awesome."
"I..should probably get to class now."
"Oh, right. Well, I see you around." He walked past me and up the stairs.
I couldn't believe it. I might actually have a boyfriend for my freshman ano of college!
After school, when I got back to my room, I noticed that the other cama was made. My roommate was here? Finally! A brunette girl came back into the room, wearing a red sundress. "Hi, you must be my roommate. I'm Gwen Matthews."
"Courtney Evans." She smiled and shook my hand.
