A/N: Hey, guys! So, this is going to be a bit of a long author's note, but I'd like for you to read it so that I can explain why I seemingly dropped off of the face of the Earth! If you follow me on Twitter you might have seen where I already tweeted about not being able to post anymore to my stories. Truthfully, my life is kind of crazy right now. I just got a new job that I have to be trained for, I'm dealing with a lot of personal drama, and I've had numerous chores that I've had to constantly be doing because I just got home from vacation! So, I'm back now, hopefully to stay a while. I've been having these stories read over a bit so that I can get some professional constructive criticism, as well. Revived only has about four more chapters until we move on to the next and final book, which is absolutely insane! Thank you all so much for sticking with me, I love you all to death. Mwaaahh. x
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The transition period between college transfers is crazy.
There's all this paperwork and phone calls, and then you've got to move all your crap from one campus to the next, which is easier said than done when the campuses are across the country from each other.
On my first official day at University of Miami, I was assigned a dorm, and, as I had began to suspect, my roomate was none other than Trish de la Rosa after her previous roomate moved into an apartment off campus. Suspiciously, Dez also moved into an apartment off campus... The same day.
"I knew they were going behind our backs!" Austin groans dramatically, helping me put the sheets on my bed. Trish is sitting on her own bed, scrolling through her phone, and she doesn't really pay me any mind. It's weird knowing people that don't know you.
"Are you surprised? They've been getting it on for months, I've walked in on them like twice." Trish scoffs, and I stifle a laugh.
"And you didn't tell me?" Austin asks, throwing his hands up in exhaduration.
Trish shrugs. "I didn't think it really mattered."
"It didn't matter? Are you serious, Trish? It didn't matter that Dez, the ginger kid who wears suspenders and makes YouTube videos, was able to get a girl like that?" Austin demands, and by this point I can't hold in my curiosity any longer.
"Who exactly was Trish's roomate?" I ask tentatively.
He raises his eyebrows. "Did you not know her? You know..." He lowers his voice, "From the thing?"
I smile and him, shaking my head. "No. In the thing I was Trish's roomate from start to finish... That's why it's kind of weird that I wasn't this time." Trish doesn't seem to be paying attention to our conversation, and for that, I'm thankful. I didn't really want to have to do any more lengthy explanations, except to my father, whom I had promised.
He nods, understanding. "It took us forever to figure out her name because she was part of this weird music group called the Stray Kitties and her part in the group was to be a rich cat or something? Anyway, she told us to call her Glamour Kitty but we just kind of called her Glam, and-"
I sigh, cutting him off. "Get to the point, Austin."
He blushes slightly. "Right. Her real name is Kat."
I snort out a laugh. "That's kind of ironic, isn't it? She was in a cat music group and her name is Kat?"
"That's what I tried telling Trish." He says with a roll of his eyes.
"She's actually really weird," Trish adds, finally joining the conversation, "she puts up this whole front where she looks flawless and wears expensive clothes and whatnot, but in reality she sits in the room all day and watches Zalien movies."
"Dez loves those things!" Austin groans, "I'm going to have to deal with a new roomate! I can't do that! How did we not see this coming?"
"I did!" Trish hisses.
"Then why didn't you tell me?!" Austin insists.
"Guys!" I butt into their bickering, "It doesn't matter anymore. Dez just moved, it'll be fine. Austin, you can apply for a single dorm if it really bothers you that much."
He sighs and nods as we finally finish dressing my bed, and my side of the dorm seems complete, finally. I sit on my new bed and run a hand through my hair, exhausted. Austin lays down beside of me and pulls me down with him, and I giggle, cuddling into his chest. Trish finally looks over at me.
"I'm Trish, by the way." She says, matter-of-factly.
"I know." I chuckle, and she gives me a small grin before returning to whatever she was doing on her phone. I feel a sense of déjà vu rush over me, and for the first time in a while, I'm able to close my eyes and feel as if everything is normal in my world.
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