Chapter One

Another Roommate

It was a rare sight for Jones when she walked out of her room and into the kitchen that morning to find both of her roommates wide awake and getting their breakfast together. Saturday mornings usually consisted of sleeping till noon then getting up and sitting down in front of the television to watch cartoons with a cup of coffee and bowl of cereal in hand. She was at least pleased to see Travis sitting with a bowl of cereal and Derrick making a pot of coffee.

"Morning sleepy head," said Derrick as he switched on the coffee maker and turned to see her walking over towards the two.

"Morning to you too. Why up so early?" she asked taking a seat next to Travis who passed her the box of cereal and Derrick handed her a bowl and spoon.

"Early? I am afraid you are mistaken, for we are up at our normal time, you are up late," said Derrick grabbing a bowl and spoon for himself and sitting down at the table across from Jones. She glanced at the microwave's clock and saw that it was 12:30 P.M.

"If it is afternoon then why did you say good morning?" she asked pouring cereal into her bowl and passing the box to Derrick.

"To mess with you," stated Travis with a smile before putting another spoonful of Cheerios into his mouth.

"Worked didn't it? You actually thought we were awake in the morning on a Saturday," said Derrick pouring cereal into his bowl and grabbing the milk from Jones once she was done.

"I guess," said Jones, "not your best prank I have to say."

"We work with what we have," said Derrick shrugging and putting cereal into his mouth as well.

"Why are you up after us anyway?" asked Travis looking at Jones who just ate some cereal. She took a moment to swallow before responding.

"I was up late talking to a friend," she said.

"From Plymouth?" asked Derrick smiling. Jones rolled her eyes.

"Yes, from Plymouth," she said with a shake of her head, "she apparently recently auditioned for a role in the performance of Phantom of the Opera that they are putting on Downtown and she got the lead. So I guess now is as good as time as any to ask, do you think she can stay here while she's in town? I mean we have that extra room and she said she was willing to pay rent."

"Why not?" said Derrick with a shrug. He didn't care, to him it was a 'the more the merrier' thing.

"All of my artwork and supplies are stored in that room though," said Travis.

"Well then, it looks like you have some cleaning up to do," said Derrick, Travis looked at him almost like a lost puppy and Jones smiled.

"I'll let her know," said Jones before finishing off her cereal.

"But, where am I suppose to put my art?" asked Travis looking back and forth between the two.

"Anywhere, but that room," said Derrick who got up to get some coffee as it finished brewing. Travis sighed and stared into his almost empty bowl of cereal. Another roommate and a girl nonetheless, he was unsure whether he liked this or not. And where was he supposed to put his art?

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Zelda glanced at the address that she had written on a piece of paper then at the building in front of her. Luckily she only had a small suitcase with her and a backpack because this building looked kind of tall and Jones had told her the loft was on the top floor. An older woman left out of the front door and she took her chance to get into the building. Before the door closed, she grabbed it and walked in, she quickly located the stairs and the long climb, dragging her suitcase up behind her. It was slow work but she finally stood out front of the door and after double-checked the numbers, knocked three times.

There was a long pause before she heard some scurrying and finally the door opened to reveal a guy about a year older than her with a goatee and brown hair that was slightly longer than most but still short.

"Er, hi," he said a little confused.

"Hi, I'm Zelda, Jones' friend," she said awkwardly.

"Oh, right! Come in," he said stepping to the side and letting her in. She nodded and walked in past him and into the spacious loft. He closed the door behind her and walked over to see her taking it all in.

"Where is Jones?"

"Grocery shopping with Derrick. Thought you were going to be here later," he said.

"So you're Travis?" she asked turning to face him. He was staring at her when he got caught and looked down at his hands, which he noticed were slightly black with graphite. He was drawing before she arrived.

"Uh, yeah," he said.

"Well it is nice to meet you, roommate," she said holding her hand out. Travis looked at her then her hand before holding his hand out as well. She smiled a little before taking his hand and shaking it before letting up and grabbing a hold of her suitcase.

"Jones should be home soon," he said to fill the awkward silence that filled the room.

"In the meantime, do you think you can show me my room?" she asked hopeful. After her train ride she kind of wanted to rest a bit and she was excited to see where she was going to live for the next few months.

"Oh, right, um follow me," he said turning and taking a step before turning back around and reaching for her suitcase, "let me."

"Thank you," she said and handed him her suitcase. He gave a small smile before walking off to a hallway with three doors there.

"Um, that's the bathroom," he said pointing to the door kind of in between the other two, "and that's my room," he said pointing to the door on the right that faced the main room.

"So this must be mine?" she asked pointing to the third door. He nodded before opening the door and flipping the light switch. He put her suitcase off to the side and she looked around at everything.

"Sorry, I was kind of using it for storage for my art stuff. Didn't have enough time to clean everything up before you came. I'll get it out of your way by tonight," he said looking at the little sculpture he left on the desk and the art prints he had hanging on the walls and the stack of charcoal drawings scatter on the ground in the corner.

"No, don't, I love it. It's like living in an art gallery," she said looking at the different art pieces.

"Is that something you've wanted to do?" he asked.

"No, but I like the room the way it is now. Besides it seems pointless to move the art out then move it back in once I am gone. I don't have too many things anyway."

"Right, well, I'll…I will just leave you to….settle in," he said before awkwardly heading for the door.

"Travis," she said as he reached the door. He turned and looked at her, "thank you." He nodded, unable to find any words, and left. Zelda smiled and began to unpack before she looked around at all the different artwork inside the room. Finally the trials of her trip set in and she laid down on her bed and soon fell asleep.

Only to be woken up half an hour later.

"There's my best friend!" came a shout before someone jumped onto her bed.

"Hi Jones," greeted Zelda sitting up and giving her friend a look.

"I know you were sleeping but I couldn't resist," she said before hugging Zelda.

"So this is Zelda, can I call you that or do you go by Sleeping Beauty?" asked a young man walking in and standing next to the bed. Zelda also noticed Travis standing in the doorway.

"Shut it Derrick, this is Zelda, Zelda this is Derrick," introduced Jones.

"Nice to meet you and I go by Zelda," she said holding her hand out. Derrick smirked at Jones before taking Zelda's hand and placing a kiss on the back of it.

"The pleasure is all mine," he said.

"I thought you said he wasn't a gentleman," said Zelda looking at Jones as she took her hand back.

"You did? I am hurt," said Derrick placing a hand over his heart and looking at Jones.

"Oh please, Travis is more of a gentleman than you," said Jones nodding to Travis who was now leaning on the doorframe.

"Whatever you say Jonesy," he said with a shrug.

"Anyway, you can go back to sleep now. We are going to make dinner we'll wake you up when it's ready," said Jones standing up, "it's great to have you, I need another girl around this place."

"Well thank you, I really needed a place to stay," said Zelda.

"Anytime," said Derrick with a smile, "really."

"Okay, time to go. She had a long trip," said Jones shoving Derrick out. Travis nodded to Zelda before closing her door and she happily laid back down and went to sleep.

A/n: I fell in love with this movie when I first saw it. The cast is amazing and it is nice to se James Marsden as something other than Prince Edward, and Travis is my favourite Norman Reedus character (I've seen many of his films) so I felt why not and started to write this.

I will update it about once a week, possibly twice if I have more written.

Thanks for reading.

-Charlotte