Wow, so I finally finished my other stories and now I'm on to the next already! This one is inspired by two songs. First, Adam Lamberts Take Back and second, Chromeo's Jealous. I don't know why but I picture their apartments to look like the one from The Big Bang Theory only instead of two rooms there are four in the hallway. I hope you like it and if you do, or I guess if you don't, let me know!

James

I look at the time on my phone as I wait for a cab that is going to take me to my new apartment. It's 6 in the fucking morning. I groan and I can see that the sun is coming up. I don't know what I was thinking when I booked a plane for 4 am to come to LA. Thankfully I won't have to wait for cabs much since I had brought my car out here on a visit to the apartment. I have only met one of my new roommates. He said that he lives with two others, but I seem to like him enough.

I'm brought out of my thoughts when a cab finally pulls up in front of me. I throw my luggage in the trunk and hop it, telling him where to go. I let my head fall back onto the seat and I'm ready for a bed. When I came the first time I brought most of my things, enough so that I would only have to bring a few bags with me on my flight. I'm so grateful that I did that now.

Five minutes later we are pulling up in front of the complex. I pay the driver and gather my things before I climb the three flights of stairs to the apartment, just now remembering that the elevator has been out of order and has been for a while now. I finally reach the room and I'm fumbling with my keys when the door is flung open and there is a smaller boy pulling on his jacket and he almost runs right into me while he screams, not looking where he is going, "Logan, we are so fucking late! Let's go you asshole!"

I step to the side with my mouth slightly opened, eyebrows raised. I now remember that Logan is the guy that I had met when I first came. The tan-skinned boy doesn't even acknowledge me before he is running down the stairs in a hurry. I just shake my head before I step into the apartment and I see Logan pulling on his own Jacket, "We are so late for work! Make yourself at home. Don't wake up Kendall he worked last night and he is a pain in the ass in the morning without getting on his bad side." He stops just long enough to pat me on the shoulder before he is on his way out the door talking over his shoulder, "I'll see you around five!"

The door slams and I stand in the silence and take in the apartment for the second time. There is a kitchen and the living room right when you come in. There is a hallway with a bathroom and four bedrooms. I adjust my bags on my shoulder and head to my room, which Logan had showed me when I first came. I drop everything on the floor and gently shut the door hoping not to wake the other boy. Though, I don't know how he slept through what had just happened.

I take off my light Jacket and throw it on the floor too tired to care at the moment. I had made my bed the week before as well glad now that I could just flop onto it. I sighed in relief as I closed my eyes.

Not five minutes later I hear a door open then what I'm guessing is the bathroom door being slammed. "Oh, he didn't sleep through that." I whisper to myself before I roll onto my side.

Another few minutes pass before I hear music blaring in the bathroom. I roll onto my back angrily. It's too early for this loud music! Though, I know that I'm the new guy and I don't even know him yet so I can't say anything. I'm coming into their homes. Also, he is probably used to having the place to himself after the other two go to work. I look at the clock once more seeing that it's almost seven now and there isn't any point in going to sleep so I just close my eyes and wait for the music to turn off so that I can go and meet him.

I hesitate when the music stops and the door opens. I want to go and meet him but I'm worried about what Logan had said. Not getting on his bad side and he was woken up. What if he doesn't even know if I'm here? I'll probably scare the shit out of him and get my ass beaten.

I stand and move to my door before shaking out my arms trying to release the tension in my body before I open the door and walk into the kitchen. He must have heard me open the door because he is leaning over the counter trying to get a look down the hallway.

I raise my hands when I see him showing that I won't hurt him before I speak, "Hey, I'm James Diamond. You're new roommate." I offer my hand across the counter.

He slowly shakes it then says, "What is that? Your stripper name?"

What? What was that? Did he just ask me if I was a stripper? "Um, no that is my real name."

"You're not a prissy little bitch are you?" He leans back against the sink and lifts a mug of coffee to his lips, one arm folded over his chest. Where the hell does he think he comes from? The land of the fucking holy Gods?

"If either of us are bitches it would be you and your little tantrum you're throwing." He just rolls his eyes at my remark and takes another sip of coffee. I don't want to get on his shit list the first time I meet him so I go to my room, grab my jacket and my keys. I gotta get out of here.

On my way to the door he remarks, "Oh, is the newbie already running away?"

"No, I just want my coffee." I grunt as I pull on my coat.

"Oh, well I've got plenty of that." Though the way he says it I know that he isn't offering me any.

"I don't want any of your shitty ass coffee." I say as I slam the door and head to the coffee shop that I had seen down the street.

Ok, so I know that this is super short but I just wanted to set this up and I'm hoping to have the second chapter up tonight anyways. But please leave a review I would love it!