Well, I'd like to thank the only person who
has reviewed my story so far. Datwistergal. Thank you sssooo much. Can't
wait for the next chapter in your fic.
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They finally found their rooms on the third floor of the dormitory. Erica was in room 343, Todd was
just down the hall in room 346. Erica pushed open the door to her room to reveal a boy, who could only be
Charlie Dalton, lying on one of the twin beds. Cigarette in one hand, a girly magazine in the other. Erica
smiled. 'Well, this is going to be an interesting year.' She thought. Dalton looked at her over the top of his
magazine, then went right back to examining the centerfold. "Thanks for your help." She muttered, as she
carried her duffel bag and purse to the bed on the left.
As she let the bags fall on the bed, Dalton sat up, letting the magazine close, but still clenching the
cigarette tightly in his hand. "How did I get so lucky as to have my hero be my roommate?" Erica walked
over to him slowly, smiling the whole way. When she stood in front of him, she took the cigarette from his
hand and inhaled deeply before answering. "Some people are just luckier than others." Dalton grinned.
"Well alright. This is gonna be a great year." Erica smiled. "It can be. On one condition." Dalton's eyebrows
raised. "We sleep together?" Erica laughed. "In your dreams." "Every night." He replied. "What's the
condition?" Erica let the cigarette fall to the ground and snuffed it out with the heel of her shoe. "You take
me with you to the next DPS meeting." Dalton's smile fell and he lay back on the bed. "After all the trouble
we had last year, what makes you think we're gonna keep it going this year?" Erica shrugged her shoulders.
"Carpe Diem." Dalton smiled and sat up again. "Ok."
Erica's eyes widened. "Don't you need to check with the others?" Dalton shrugged. "They won't
care." Erica laughed and walked over to her dresser. She pulled on the first drawer, but it wouldn't move.
"Little help?" She tossed over her shoulder. Dalton was across the room in two strides, the rooms weren't
that big. He gently pushed Erica out of the way and slammed his hand down on top of the dresser. He
smiled when the drawer pulled out smoothly. "You just gotta know how to work it." He walked back over to
the bed where he picked up his well-worn copy of Playboy and began flipping through the pages. Yup. this
was going to be a great year.
They finally found their rooms on the third floor of the dormitory. Erica was in room 343, Todd was
just down the hall in room 346. Erica pushed open the door to her room to reveal a boy, who could only be
Charlie Dalton, lying on one of the twin beds. Cigarette in one hand, a girly magazine in the other. Erica
smiled. 'Well, this is going to be an interesting year.' She thought. Dalton looked at her over the top of his
magazine, then went right back to examining the centerfold. "Thanks for your help." She muttered, as she
carried her duffel bag and purse to the bed on the left.
As she let the bags fall on the bed, Dalton sat up, letting the magazine close, but still clenching the
cigarette tightly in his hand. "How did I get so lucky as to have my hero be my roommate?" Erica walked
over to him slowly, smiling the whole way. When she stood in front of him, she took the cigarette from his
hand and inhaled deeply before answering. "Some people are just luckier than others." Dalton grinned.
"Well alright. This is gonna be a great year." Erica smiled. "It can be. On one condition." Dalton's eyebrows
raised. "We sleep together?" Erica laughed. "In your dreams." "Every night." He replied. "What's the
condition?" Erica let the cigarette fall to the ground and snuffed it out with the heel of her shoe. "You take
me with you to the next DPS meeting." Dalton's smile fell and he lay back on the bed. "After all the trouble
we had last year, what makes you think we're gonna keep it going this year?" Erica shrugged her shoulders.
"Carpe Diem." Dalton smiled and sat up again. "Ok."
Erica's eyes widened. "Don't you need to check with the others?" Dalton shrugged. "They won't
care." Erica laughed and walked over to her dresser. She pulled on the first drawer, but it wouldn't move.
"Little help?" She tossed over her shoulder. Dalton was across the room in two strides, the rooms weren't
that big. He gently pushed Erica out of the way and slammed his hand down on top of the dresser. He
smiled when the drawer pulled out smoothly. "You just gotta know how to work it." He walked back over to
the bed where he picked up his well-worn copy of Playboy and began flipping through the pages. Yup. this
was going to be a great year.