Summary: We're so different from each other it's crazy. We're complete opposites. How we haven't killed each other yet is beyond me.

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It was amazing how we both could live under the same roof for as long as we have. Especially considering how small the cramped apartment we share is.

We're so different from each other, and we argue at least seven times a day five times a week. Since neither of us wanted to stay in a crowded dorm on campus, we both answered the same ad and agreed to share the apartment that was only two blocks away.

Only later did we realize exactly how different we were.

I'm bright and "too cheerful to be legal", as he tells me while he's dark and moody.

What are you grinning about?

I got a ninety-four on my English paper!

So?

So? What do you mean so? This calls for a celebration!

It's just an A.

Yeah, well, it's my first A from that slave driver, c'mon, let's got out to dinner tonight, your treat.

You're too cheerful, it shouldn't be legal.

Yeah well, you're too moody. I swear you PMS worse than any girl I know.

He preferred silence and classical music to the loud noise I adored.

what is that?

Norma Jean.

How can you listen to that?

What do you mean? It's music.

No, that's some pathetic fool who thinks screaming like someone just shoved hot needles down his throat is singing.

Fine, what does the all high and mighty king think is music?

Beethoven, Mozart, Chopin –

Ew.

What do you mean "ew"?

You like listening to boring dead people. Hey, where are you going?

I'm going to go and listen to boring dead people. Go back to your screaming.

Will do!

While I loved sweets, he avoided them like the plague.

What is all this?

Tea.

Oh gross, what happened to all the hot chocolate I bought?

I threw it out.

You did what!

I said I –

Ha! Missed a pack.

That stuff will send you to an early grave.

Mm, then I'll die happy.

Why not try some tea?

I'm afraid if I drink it I'll become as emotionally constipated as you.

He's a neat freak while I'm a total slob.

What are you doing? I just picked everything up.

Looking for my history paper.

Didn't you have it yesterday?

Yeah.

you lost it.

Yeah.

In the laundry basket? Stop that, you're getting clothes everywhere.

I remember shoving it in my pant pocket before I left study hall.

Was it in purple ink?

Yeah.

Was there a drawing at the top of me being struck by lightning?

yeah…

I threw that out with the trash this morning.

What!

I was looking through the laundry for any loose change before taking it down to the Laundromat.

I do hope you realize you've just earned me two weeks of academic probation.

Hn.

I hate you.

We're complete opposites.

What are you doing?

Holding you.

Well, don't, let go.

Why?

Cause if any of your admirers see they'll immediately start a mob and try and burn me at the stake.

I'll protect you.

Oh, okay than continue holding me.

But oddly enough, as different as we are, we fit together perfectly.

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