I'm just sitting in the apartment, enjoying reruns of Girly Cow. Not the apartment you think, though. Haven't been the Shay's place since Thanksgiving last Year. Leave it to Spencer to have Spaghetti Tacoes for Thanksgiving.
No, I'm sitting in my own place, Well, "my own place", that I share with another person.
Freddie Benson. Yeah, you heard me, I'm sharing an apartment with the king of the nubs. But, it's not what you think...or maybe it is, but mama ain't gonna make it that easy for you.
I moved out here when he started his sophomore year at CalTech. He needed a place off campus, but couldn't really afford one by himself, and I just wanted to get away from my mother, once and for all. So, after I turned 18, and Freddie asked, I jumped right on the chance.
Things haven't changed too much between us, I guess. He's still a dork, and I still abuse him everyday.
I guess one thing that has changed is, 'why?', though. Before I really did hate the nub. He got between me and Carly, he was annoying, and very, very dorky. He almost made it too easy to hate him. So I made it my mission in life to run him off. But he didn't run. He stood up, and he defended himself, and Carly when it got too serious.
It's kind of disgusting that I've changed so much, because of the nub. I remember having Carly help me 'change' my image a few years ago. I wanted to date this new guy at school, and thought if I became 'girlier' it would make it better. I was wrong, he was cool, but I wasn't me.
With Freddie though, I didn't have to change, he knew who I was. He didn't force me to change, but somehow, I wanted to anyway.
I used to be such a bandit. I got what I wanted, no matter who or what got in the way. But he made me see, that wasn't the way to live. He accepted me as the gruff, crazy 'blond-haired' demon, and it made me wanna be a better person.
Anyway, We live off the campus, and he goes to class everyday. I got a job to cover my half of the rent, and I really like the way things are. I don't know if it will ever change, but I'm okay with that.
Maybe one day I'll 'change my name', but that is a story for another day.