(Wally)
Wally was sure about one thing: his roommates could snore. Not all of them, only Cisco. Wally spent half of the night twisting and turning before finally using heavy metal music to block out Cisco so he could have a peaceful night of rest. The morning turned out to be worse. When Wally awoke, Jay was in their little kitchenette, casually cooking up some omelets. Barry was still passed out in his large bed, Oliver was flipping through some Economics textbook, and Cisco didn't seem to be around.
"Hey," moaned Wally, falling back onto his pillow as he blinked his eyes to get readjusted. "Where's that Francesco guy…?"
"It was Cisco, and he left to meet with his friend for coffee," moaned Barry. Wally started, surprised he was actually awake. "I need coffee."
"Omelets are ready!" Jay announced, and groggily the three boys pulled themselves from their beds and onto the bar stools around the island. "I would eat, but I have football tryouts in a little bit and I don't want to get sick." Wally watched as Barry checked the cliché clock that hung above their door.
"I need to head out soon too," he commented, pushing his omelet forward. He walked over to his bed and grabbed his already-packed backpack. "I'll grab an extra-large lunch." Wally shrugged and dug into his omelet, which was delicious. Jay and Barry quickly changed and waved to them. "See you guys tonight." Wally gave a bit of a wave and Oliver seemed to completely ignore him.
"I have to get to the auto shop," Wally yawned, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "You lock up?" Oliver nodded and waved him off. "See you later."
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(Barry)
"Hey Barry!" Patty said, waving at him as soon as he came into view. Barry broke out into a full grin. Even though he had just met his therapist yesterday, he was already open to her. "Come on in. I have some coffee brewing in the corner if you'd like some." Barry nodded gratefully and entered the little room, grabbing some coffee before taking a seat. "Alright, first off, tell me about your first day at CCPC." Barry launched into the story of his first forensic class, and how he was super pumped about it already. Then, he explained about how he got lost and a nice girl named Jesse had kindly pointed out the directions to his dorm. Upon finding his dorm, he also met his roommates, Wally (Auto-Mechanics), Oliver (Economics), Jay (Chemistry), and Cisco (Modern Tech). "Sounds like you've had a busy day."
"It was," he admitted. "Now, I'm here." Patty grinned.
"Well, looks like you're doing really well," she said, smiling brightly. "Anything else you want to add?" Barry opened his mouth, but then the bell rang out. "Whoops. If you do, I have to say make it quick. I have another appointment coming in soon."
"It can wait until tomorrow," he told her, and she nodded gratefully. "I'll see you tomorrow, Patty."
"Bye Barry," she said, waving. "Send the next one in, would you?" He nodded and stepped out, faltering a bit. The person sitting in the waiting lounge was Jay Garrick, his roommate.
"H-Hey man," Barry stuttered, and Jay's head turned, his eyes flashing with disbelief. "M-Ms. Spivot will s-see you now." Jay nodded and the two of them passed each other with only one thought racing through Barry's head.
Why is Jay in therapy?
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(Cisco)
Cisco tapped his foot impatiently as he doubled checked his watch again. Caitlin should have been there at the little on-campus coffee shop, Jitters, over an hour ago. He sipped his now cold hot latte and grumbled to himself. He even checked his phone, but no notifications came. He huffed and stood up, immediately knocking into another girl. She gasped as the lid came off of his coffee, spilling all over the both of them.
"I'm so sorry," Cisco said, immediately reaching for the napkins conveniently placed on each table. "Here, let me help you."
"Well, aren't you a little knight in shining armor," laughed the girl, brushing her dark hair out of her face. "Thank you." He nodded, his cheeks blushing slightly as he tried to dry her off a bit. "My name's Lisa. Lisa Snart."
"Cisco Ramon," Cisco responded, smiling warmly. "Are you a teacher or a student?"
"Do I look like a teacher?" she asked, laughing in disbelief. Cisco took a step back to 'check her out'. She was definitely NOT a teacher. She wore tall black boots that hugged her calves, black skinny jeans with rips in them, a long dark gray flowing tank top, and a black leather jacket.
"Alright, I was mistaken," he chuckled. "You are so not a teacher."
"If I was a teacher, I'd be the coolest one there was," she teased, and he laughed. "So, Cisco, what do you major in here?"
"Modern tech," he told her. "What about you?"
"Majoring in criminology while minoring in forensics," she answered, and he snorted. "Hey, what's so funny about that?"
"I'm sorry, but…" She folded her arms across her chest and gave him a disbelieving smirk.
"You don't think I'm a hard worker," she finished for him. She gestured to herself. "Because I look like this."
"I said I was sorry, but those are your words, not mine," he said, holding up his hands in defense. She held up the tough look for about another minute before she broke out into an adorable smile.
"Believe it or not," Lisa began, taking a seat. "I was a class A+ nerd in high school. Got bullied, the whole shebang. My older brother, Lenny, would be the one who would stand up for me. One day, I realized that no one seemed to mess with Lenny, and I realized why. He was a biker. They automatically thought that he was too tough for them, so they avoided any conflict with him. So, the first day of Senior year, I told the teachers and my guidance counselor my plan. They agreed to it. I've been putting on the tough biker chick look ever since then."
"And you've never gotten bullied because of it since?" Cisco asked, amazed. She nodded. "Wow...that's amazing." Suddenly, the Jitters bell rang and Cisco saw Caitlin dashing in, looking a bit disheveled. "Hey, Lisa, I would love to get to know you more, but the person I came here to see just arrived."
"No prob," she said. She pulled something out of her backpack, quickly scribbled down a few numbers, and handed it to him. "That's my number. Call me or text me sometime and we can get together." Cisco nodded, numbly putting the number in his pocket. "Thanks for letting me talk." He nodded again and she sashayed out of the coffee shop, stopping once to chat politely with Caitlin, who looked like she had had enough. Caitlin rushed over to Cisco.
"I'm so sorry Cisco," she sighed, brushing her clothes down. "Ronnie called me earlier and said he wanted to…"
"You seriously ditched me for Ronnie?" Cisco asked, astounded. "Cait, we've been doing our coffee pre-breaks for all of high school...how could you just ditch it for Ronnie?"
"I know I shouldn't have, but…" she began, but Cisco was fuming now.
"I knew that Ronnie was changing you, but I just didn't realize how much," he said, a hint of venom in his voice. He pushed past Caitlin as he made his way to the door. "Hey Lisa! Wait up!"
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(Jay)
Jay needed coffee. Stat. He burst through the doors of Jitters and entered the line when he noticed someone. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. Beautiful red hair with doe-like brown eyes and skin as white as snow. She was sitting at one of the tables alone, looking depressed. Once Jay got his coffee, he casually made his way over to her.
"Are you alright?" he asked, and she jumped at his voice. "Sorry, didn't mean to intrude…"
"It's fine," she sighed, using the tip of her finger to wipe away any tears without ruining her makeup. "Someone was bound to notice."
"Do you want someone to talk to?" Jay asked, and she paused for a moment, thinking, before nodding quickly. Jay took a seat across from her. "What happened?"
"My best friend got mad at me because I was late for our get-together coffee before breakfast," she whispered. "My boyfriend had called and wanted to see me and we kind of...lost track of time." Jay kind of stiffened up. Alright, boyfriend was an immediately no-no, and 'losing track of time' wasn't good either. "Now, my best friend is pissed off at me and I don't know what to do."
"Wait for them to simmer down," Jay suggested, and the girl looked up at him, confused. "They were probably upset that you blew them off. Try and talk to them later and see if they're doing better." The girl silently sipped her coffee, but a smile formed on her face.
"That would be amazing," she said. "Thank you so much…"
"Jay," he told her, smiling back.
"Caitlin."
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(Oliver)
Oliver's hands were so full of homework that he didn't even recognize he had bumped into someone until they yelled, "Excuse me?" He moved his arms to the side and gasped. It was a girl, and she looked ticked.
"Just what exactly was so important that you wouldn't stop to see if I was alright?" she demanded, leaping to her feet. She was tall, skinny and blond. She wore square-frame glasses and looked upset.
"I'm so sorry," he said, bending over to put the homework on the ground. He brushed his hands on his jeans. "I just was trying to get back to my dorm so I could dump this load off before heading to my next class." The girl's face soften quickly.
"Is that for one class?" she asked, pointing towards Oliver's stack of homework. He nodded sullenly.
"I'm majoring in economics, but it seems like it's also majoring in paperwork," he groaned, rubbing his eyes.
"Would you like some help with it?" she asked. "I'm majoring in modern tech, so I understand the homework load." Oliver smiled and nodded.
"That would be awesome," he said. The girl quickly scribbled her number down on a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"My name's Felicity," she said. "Felicity Smoak."
"Oliver. Oliver Queen," he answered.