A/N: Here is a new Recess story, but not the one I intended on starting
after This I Swear. This idea just was bugging me all day and the fic was
therefore begging to be written. So here we go!
Ashley Spinelli stared at her laptop and sighed. She was trying to work on her American Presidency paper, ten pages on the impeachment of President Clinton, but her roommates were being too noisy. They all knew how much work she had to do, but they still refused to shut up. This had been going on for over an hour, and Spinelli was at her wits end. Finally she walked away from her laptop and into the adjoining room where her three suitemates were watching a movie and drinking beer.
"Do you girls mind shutting up, or do I have to make you?" Spinelli glared at the three grils, her fist up and ready for a fight. Even after all these years, she still didn't lose her ability to fight or strike fear in the hearts of others. However, her roommates seemed to care less about her threats.
"Come on, Spin, this is a Ben Affleck flick. He's hot. Not that you would know, you're too busy studying to care about men and getting laid and stuff that's important to us." Her roommate Janet laughed, tossing her long red hair over her shoulders and glaring at Spinelli. (A/N, this was not meant to be offensive, based on a line someone used on me once)
"Just because I want to get into law school and not sleep around with every frat brother that lays eyes on me does not mean you have the right to treat me like this." Spinelli held up her fist again. "So how about I kick your ass, or you shut up?"
"Shhhh. Ben's talking." Spinelli's second roommate, Liana said. She was the loudest of them all, especially when she got drunk.
Feeling defeated, Spinelli walked out of the room. "All work and no play makes Spin a very boring girl!" Leslie, who was the third roommate and perhaps the most nasty out of the group.
Spinelli tried once again to write her paper. It was due the next day, but due to other papers and finals, she had no choice but to leave the paper until now. She picked up her notebook, looking for the notes she needed for the paper. Behind her, she heard a loud crash. "I sure as hell hope they didn't break anything---again" she thought. She didn't understand why she had to bust her ass in every class to maintain her 4.0 GPA and her roommates could party all night and still pass their classes. It didn't seem fair, especially now that it was finals week and most people were locked in their rooms, drinking massive amounts of coffee and writing endless papers. Not once did she even see one of her roommates even open a book, and it was the end of her junior year.
"Damn the only reason why I'm even living with these Ashley clones is because my old roommate got married and this was the only available room left." Spinelli thought angrily, pouring herself yet another cup of coffee. She had no idea how much longer she could live like this. Granted, she was leaving in a week to go home, but she needed a quiet place to study now.
The door opened behind her, and she nearly jumped out of her seat in fright. She turned around and came face to face with three frat brothers that were connected to the sorority her roommate belonged to. "Great," Spinelli thought, "Just what I need, more noisy people." (A/N: Not putting down sororities or fraternities, just showing conflict with roommates based on situations my friends and I have lived through)
"Hey, sexy," one of the boys said to Spinelli. "Will you be joining us tonight?"
"I'd rather sit in detention with my old fourth grade teacher Miss Finster than deal with your sorry ass." Spinelli snapped.
"Ohhh, touchy," the second boy said.
The boys went to the room where the other girls were, and Spinelli tried once again to work on her paper, but the noise level raised to even louder than it was before.
"That's it! I need to get out of here!" Spinelli grabbed her notes and books, shoving them in her bag as she unplugged her laptop. She took her coat and keys and rushed out the door.
As she drove, she tried to think of where she could go to escape all the madness. As she passed a familiar looking pizza place she came to a decision. Making a right, she drove a few blocks until she was pulling into the driveway of the apartment her best friend TJ Detweiler lived in. She knew he would let her study there, since his roommate Vince LaSalle was rarely there and it was almost always quiet. She quickly fished for the key TJ had given her when he moved in and unlocked the door. It was dark, and Spinelli figured TJ was either sleeping or out with his study group. She turned on the light and heard a loud scream.
"I am so sorry!" Spinelli yelled, covering her mouth with her hands.
A/N interesting, I wonder what that was all about. Anyway, the chapters will get longer and more interesting, I promise. Just keep R/R, but remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Happy reading, and hope you like this and my other fics!
Ashley Spinelli stared at her laptop and sighed. She was trying to work on her American Presidency paper, ten pages on the impeachment of President Clinton, but her roommates were being too noisy. They all knew how much work she had to do, but they still refused to shut up. This had been going on for over an hour, and Spinelli was at her wits end. Finally she walked away from her laptop and into the adjoining room where her three suitemates were watching a movie and drinking beer.
"Do you girls mind shutting up, or do I have to make you?" Spinelli glared at the three grils, her fist up and ready for a fight. Even after all these years, she still didn't lose her ability to fight or strike fear in the hearts of others. However, her roommates seemed to care less about her threats.
"Come on, Spin, this is a Ben Affleck flick. He's hot. Not that you would know, you're too busy studying to care about men and getting laid and stuff that's important to us." Her roommate Janet laughed, tossing her long red hair over her shoulders and glaring at Spinelli. (A/N, this was not meant to be offensive, based on a line someone used on me once)
"Just because I want to get into law school and not sleep around with every frat brother that lays eyes on me does not mean you have the right to treat me like this." Spinelli held up her fist again. "So how about I kick your ass, or you shut up?"
"Shhhh. Ben's talking." Spinelli's second roommate, Liana said. She was the loudest of them all, especially when she got drunk.
Feeling defeated, Spinelli walked out of the room. "All work and no play makes Spin a very boring girl!" Leslie, who was the third roommate and perhaps the most nasty out of the group.
Spinelli tried once again to write her paper. It was due the next day, but due to other papers and finals, she had no choice but to leave the paper until now. She picked up her notebook, looking for the notes she needed for the paper. Behind her, she heard a loud crash. "I sure as hell hope they didn't break anything---again" she thought. She didn't understand why she had to bust her ass in every class to maintain her 4.0 GPA and her roommates could party all night and still pass their classes. It didn't seem fair, especially now that it was finals week and most people were locked in their rooms, drinking massive amounts of coffee and writing endless papers. Not once did she even see one of her roommates even open a book, and it was the end of her junior year.
"Damn the only reason why I'm even living with these Ashley clones is because my old roommate got married and this was the only available room left." Spinelli thought angrily, pouring herself yet another cup of coffee. She had no idea how much longer she could live like this. Granted, she was leaving in a week to go home, but she needed a quiet place to study now.
The door opened behind her, and she nearly jumped out of her seat in fright. She turned around and came face to face with three frat brothers that were connected to the sorority her roommate belonged to. "Great," Spinelli thought, "Just what I need, more noisy people." (A/N: Not putting down sororities or fraternities, just showing conflict with roommates based on situations my friends and I have lived through)
"Hey, sexy," one of the boys said to Spinelli. "Will you be joining us tonight?"
"I'd rather sit in detention with my old fourth grade teacher Miss Finster than deal with your sorry ass." Spinelli snapped.
"Ohhh, touchy," the second boy said.
The boys went to the room where the other girls were, and Spinelli tried once again to work on her paper, but the noise level raised to even louder than it was before.
"That's it! I need to get out of here!" Spinelli grabbed her notes and books, shoving them in her bag as she unplugged her laptop. She took her coat and keys and rushed out the door.
As she drove, she tried to think of where she could go to escape all the madness. As she passed a familiar looking pizza place she came to a decision. Making a right, she drove a few blocks until she was pulling into the driveway of the apartment her best friend TJ Detweiler lived in. She knew he would let her study there, since his roommate Vince LaSalle was rarely there and it was almost always quiet. She quickly fished for the key TJ had given her when he moved in and unlocked the door. It was dark, and Spinelli figured TJ was either sleeping or out with his study group. She turned on the light and heard a loud scream.
"I am so sorry!" Spinelli yelled, covering her mouth with her hands.
A/N interesting, I wonder what that was all about. Anyway, the chapters will get longer and more interesting, I promise. Just keep R/R, but remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Happy reading, and hope you like this and my other fics!