I just really like the idea of Beck, Andre, Jade, and Tori all being college roommates. These are drabbles that I'll update randomly.


The first rule of having roommates: Always Knock.


Ding!

As the microwave alerts Tori that her breakfast burrito has finished warming, the brunette rushes to the appliance to retrieve it. She'd been surprised, really, upon opening the refrigerator door this morning that the burrito had made it uneaten through the night. Although Tori is normally the first one up for classes, she could bet on all three of her roommates seeing her delicious burrito as the perfect midnight snack.

She takes the food out quickly and checks her phone to see that she has less than fifteen minutes before she has to leave for class. In order to fulfill the science credit that the university requires, she and Jade had both signed up for a 9 am Biology class. While they actively hate every second of the class itself (even though school only started two weeks ago), it's at least been nice to have a study partner as a roommate.

Earlier in the summer before their sophomore year at NYU, Beck and Andre had found an apartment complex close to campus that seemed appealing. It was four bedrooms and four bathrooms (because Jade and Beck had to at least make it look to their parents like they sleep in their own beds) and had a descent view of the city.

As rocky as Jade and Tori's relationship might have been in high school, the girls had come to consider each other good friends—and even found themselves hanging out often. And so it was decided that Beck, Jade, Tori, and Andre would move into Apartment 327 for their second year of college.

Not surprisingly, Tori thinks, Jade still hasn't come out of the bedroom. It's no secret that she sleeps like a rock and hates getting up early, so Tori figures she'll probably do a lot of waking Jade up this semester. Normally, she wouldn't have a problem with having to play alarm clock in the mornings—if it were just Jade. But Tori had watched on move-in day as her friends from high school pushed Jade's bed into Beck's room, combining their full beds to make a king. Naturally, his desk had moved to her room so they could use it as a study area—and so that his wouldn't be so crowded.

The act hadn't come as a surprise to their other roommates, who know well that Beck and Jade have been sharing a bed since they were fifteen. Tori thought, though, that there'd been something so final about actually seeing their lifestyle in action that confirmed both all of her suspicions and her jealousies from high school. It's not at all that Tori finds herself crushing on Beck—those days are long gone. But watching him with his girlfriend—watching them together—only makes Tori want what they have even more than she already does.

As she sits at the kitchen counter eating her burrito, she checks the time again to see that she and Jade have to leave in just over ten minutes. As bad as she feels for possibly waking Beck up, she knows how upset Jade will be if Tori lets her sleep through the attendance-based class. After hopping off of her seat, Tori approaches Beck's bedroom door and listens for any noises that might indicate that Jade is awake. Hearing none, she slowly pushes open the door.

It takes her a second to process the sight in front of her, and—before she can shut the door and try to bleach her eyes of what she's just witnessed—Jade stops riding her boyfriend long enough to whip her head around. Tori squeezes her eyes closed and, reaching for the doorknob, awkwardly mumbles something about how they have to leave in ten minutes.

Soon enough, the door is closed, and Jade turns back around to face Beck. Whereas he looks mildly horrified, she lets out a stifled laugh and starts her movements quickly enough for the look on his face to return to what it had previously been—pure bliss.

"You have class in ten minutes," he moans. "I don't—," grunt, "I don't want you to be late."

"Babe, relax," Jade says, appreciating the way his fingers dig into her hips. Lazy morning sex is one of her favorite kinds—and she's not about to let class get in the way of them finishing.

Meanwhile, Tori feels like she might throw up the portion of the burrito that she'd eaten. She's getting her backpack prepared and still trying to get her thoughts in order ten minutes later when Jade emerges from the bedroom. She's in black jeans and Beck's t-shirt, makeup sloppily (and yet somehow nicely) applied and bag draped over her shoulder.

As the dark-haired girl approaches the door, Tori exasperatedly pulls her backpack on and follows Jade out of the apartment. "Wait," Tori says, catching the door as she steps out, "don't you want to eat breakfast?"

Jade shrugs, a tiny smirk crossing her mouth. "I kinda already did."

She turns around then, to catch the elevator going down the ground level, completely missing Tori's involuntary gag.

This whole living-together thing is about to get very interesting.