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(Alex's P.O.V.)
I made my way into the dorm, scanning the room for a face or person, but no one was there even though the stereo was on. Whoever me roommate is have obviously claimed the left side of the room. There were posters of bands, but the cool thing was there were some older band posters up there too. Then I noticed two guitars on opposite sides of the bed, one electric and one acoustic. So with this stuff, I take it my roomy likes rock music, which is good because I do to. I wonder if she's any good with those guitars.
After I had all the boxes unloaded, I took the dolly back down to the lobby. I was heading back towards the elevator when some random frat boy in a yellow shirt with matching yellow flyers in his hand ran towards me. "Party at Sigma Delta Alpha!" and handed me the matching yellow flyer, and made his way to handing out the rest of the papers.
"Thanks." I was the queen of partying back in high school, but this is college and Harper isn't here to make sure I didn't get out of hand. I think I'll be fine if I don't get hammered. I could meet some new people. Maybe my missing roommate will want to go.
I got back up to the 3rd floor and walked to my room, and once I entered the room I posted up on the door frame starring at most likely the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I don't ever use the word beautiful now that I think about it, but this girl was, so it was justified.
There she was sitting casually so deeply into playing her electric guitar and singing that she didn't notice me watching her by the door.
You walk and talk like your some new sensation, you move in circles you don't need an invitation. You spend your money, you get no satisfaction, you play it right so you can get the right reaction.
God she's hot and talented. I did not sign up to have an amazingly hot roommate with the silkiest black hair, or the most perfect kissable soft red lips, or her pale yet begging to be touched skin, and the way her black skinny jeans gripped her legs, or how her white v neck feel perfectly to show only a little cleavage, look at the way she holds down the strings with her fingers and how she bites at her lip when she's focusing, or how her hair would shake as she strummed the strings with her right hand.
My thoughts were cut off when she looked up at me. All I could think was how sparkly her eyes were. "Hi." Shit she's talking to me, uh come on say something. She glared at me with confusion and put her hand up waving it. "Hello?"
"Uhh…" that's it now form words. "Hi." There we go that's a start. Come on Alex, pull it together.
She put her guitar to the her side on the bed. "So, are you my roommate?" she said slowly raising one eyebrow.
"Yes, um.. my name is A-alex." I almost made it through that sentence without stuttering.
"Cool, I'm Mitchie, you can call me Mitch if you want." She smiled at me this time and man was it the brightest smile. She showed her perfectly white and straight teeth.
I knew I was starting to stare uncontrollably at her so I looked down to my hands, when I did I realized I still had that flyer from earlier. "Hey Mitchie?"
She looked up over at me. "Yea?"
God those eyes. There so deep. "…are you going to this party?" hey I didn't stutter.
She looked down this time. "I don't think so."
"Aw, come on. It'll give us something to do together." I pleaded as I began to unpack. She chuckled a little bit before she caved in and nodded in agreement to go with me. "So… are you single." I asked as I put my clothes into the closet.
"As of about 20 minutes ago, yes." She said with a smile, which confused me a little bit. I'm not much of a serious dater or anything but aren't people usually sad when they break up?
"Why so happy about it?" I couldn't help but ask.
She crossed her arms and took a deep breath. "He was just a mistake. I can never seem to find a decent guy, theres always something that makes me want nothing to do with them."
No way did she just say what I think she did. Ok I can't go jumping to conclusions, but what she just said was my thought process when I was like 14. I never saw the point in dating boys, it just seemed so pointless and gross. "Maybe you should try a girl." Wow I just said that. I hope she doen't flip on me.
Mitchie just got the biggest look of what the hell on her face, and brought her hand up to her head to scratch her scalp. "What?"
I sat down on my bed, and looked at the floor then back at her. "I'm just saying why not try your luck with.. a girl..if you're having all these problems with boys." She laughed, she actually laughed. She has a cute laugh but I'm not sure why she's laughing. It caused me to let out a little laugh too but I managed to question what she thought was so funny. "What are you laughing about?" I said still chuckling myself.
Mitche still giggling tells me. "Nothing, just my friend Caitlyn was telling me the same thing."
