Roommates (novel) chapter 1-3

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Chapter 1-3

"Grandma, I'll be fine. I will come and visit you whenever I can. I promise." I said to my lovely grandma as she took a hold of my arm, preventing me from packing up.

"Sweety, I'm proud that you got accepted but....I'm going to miss seeing you everyday." She sobbed and watching her broke my heart, causing me to cry with her and wrap my arms around her small frame. "I'm going to miss the way I woke up, seeing you with my breakfast in hand and showing me that beautiful smile of yours. Just like your mother used to..." I cried even more as I heard about my mother and broke down completely, knees weakening.

"I miss her," I sobbed "I miss them."

"I miss them too, but remember, they're watching you from above. They're proud of you, I know they are."

"I wish they were still here to congratulate me, hug me, kiss me. I need them."

"Honey, don't cry, please. They wouldn't want you to cry, they hated watching you like this. Your father would go nuts when you came home with tears streaming down your face. And your mother would do whatever she could to bring back the smile on your face. It would always work. Chocolate chip cookies were your weakness." She said and I laughed through the tears.

"She would make the best chocolate chip cookies ever. It was like heaven with every bite you took from them." I smiled, wiping away my tears and she wiped away her own. "I gotta pack up grandma, I'll go down in a few."

"Okay sweety, I'm baking cupcakes so you could take them with you. Red velvet, your favorite." She winked and I giggled.

"Thanks grandma, you're the best."

I kissed her cheek gently and she walked out of my room, while I continued to pack up for college.

* * * * *

After I filled 2 luggages, 3 small travel bags, and my backpack, I skipped my way down the stairs and was greeted by the amazing view of red velvet cupcakes on the kitchen counter.

"Slow down" my grandma giggled and I stopped stuffing my face, lifting my head up and smiling at her with my mouth full.

"Hi grandma" I tried to say but all that came out was cupcakes, splattering all over the floor. "Oops"

She shook her head, grinning and walked over to grab the broom. "I'm sure going to miss you" she commented as she broomed the chewed up cupcakes and I giggled taking a proper bite of my 4th cupcake.

"Me too," I chuckled "Hey grandma!"

"Yes dear?"

"Wheres Rascal?" I asked her, noticing that my golden retriever hasn't came downstairs to lick my face like he does everyday.

"Oh!" She said like if she forgot to tell me something. "Abigail took him for a walk."

"Right." I said, taking another bite of my delicious cupcake. "Will she be back soon?"

"Yeah, she said she was just going to take him around the block."

"Oh, okay"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

"My baby!" I squealed, running to the door. "Hey Rascal!" I said in a high pitched voice, kneeling down and immediately got tackled, losing my balance and falling on my back, Rascal climbing on top of me to lick my face. "I love you too, boy." I giggled, pushing him off of me and stood up from the floor.

"Hey Abby" I smiled and threw my arms around her.

"Hey Nikki"

"How's Ricky?" I asked and she huffed, making me giggle.

"Him and his player ways are never going to change." She replied.

"Typical" I laughed, flicking my wrist in the air.

"Ugh, I hate it. His room is right next to mine and I always hear his booty calls screaming and moaning." She rolled her eyes.

I gasped "Poor little Abby and her innocent ways"

She hit my arm playfully "I'm not that innocent"

I pushed my hair back "Bitch please, you don't even know what a blowjob is."

"Blow what? There's a job to blow....wait, blow what? A whistle? Ooo! Like a lifeguard!"

I rolled my eyes and chuckled "What did I tell you, little miss innocent"

"Shut up!" She snapped and stomped past me, earning a bark from Rascal.

"Rascal doesn't appreciate the way you're speaking to me!" I called out but she just flipped me off, not bothering to look back.

I fake gasped "Abby! Your innocence is ruined. You just invited me to fuck you."

This time she glanced back, but continued to walk "Did not! I just- OWW! FUCK!" She hissed as she made contact with a random piece of wood in the middle of the living room. "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS SHIT DOING HERE!"

I choked back the laugh that was threatening to burst out "I don't know, ask it"

"Excuse me, why are you just standing there, you just hurt me, thank you very much.....ANSWER ME YOU SKANK! PIECE OF USELESS WOOD!" She yelled at the wood and I layed on the floor, holding my tummy from too much laughter.

"I...Should've...Recorded...That." I spoke between my laughter and she shot me a glare before smirking and running towards me. "What are you doing?"

"DOGGY PILE!" Was the last thing I heard before the air was knocked right out of me the moment she threw her body on top of mine. "Come here Rascal" she called and he came running with his tongue sticking out.

"Down boy!" I spoke, but it was too late, he had already jumped on top of Abby, knocking the remaining of air I had left, out of me.

Abby giggled as Rascal licked her face and I struggled to get them off of myself. "OFF, NOW!" I snapped and she hurriedly jumped off of me. "Thank you" I dusted away my jeans as I stood up and walked up the stairs.

"Where are you going?" Abby asked following behind me.

"I gotta leave in about an hour." I replied, opening the door to my room.

"Sucks to be you."

"Are you serious! Its college we're talking about. One I got accepted into! How does that 'suck' in any way"

"You're going to share a room with a complete stranger" she explained and I sighed, plopping down on my bed.

"Yeah, that does kinda suck."

"Ima miss you." She sighed and I looked up at her.

"I'm going to miss you too. But, I'll visit whenever I can, okay?"

She smiled "Okay"

"Come here" I opened my arms and she gladly collapsed onto me, causing me to fall back on the bed.

She giggled "I love you, Nikki"

"I love you too, Abby."

* * * * *

"I'll call as soon as I get there, okay?" I told my grandma and Abby as I placed my last bag in the trunk of my baby, a white DSM.

"Okay sweety, and please visit as soon as you can" she spoke, on the edge of tears and I gave her a warm smile before pulling her in for a hug.

"I will, don't worry."

"You better text me, like every 30 seconds!" Abby demanded and I giggled before pulling her in for a hug as well.

"Of course mother" a tear escaped as I said that word and I tightened my grip around her.

"It will be okay." She assured me and I nodded my head, shutting my eyes tightly to prevent any future tears.

"Tell Ricky to use protection will you?" I joked, trying to lighten up the mood and she nodded, giggling. "Wouldn't want Ricky Jrs running around"

"Oh we definately wouldn't want that!" Her eyes widened at the sudden realization and I giggled as I watched her run to her door. "HE HAS A BITCH RIGHT NOW!" Was the last thing I heard her shout before the door shut closed. Soon after, she popped her head back out, "I'll text you, be safe, and I love you!" And back inside she was.

I giggled shaking my head and put my attention back to my crying grandmother.

"Grandma, I'll be fine. Abby will keep you company, and Rascal will make sure to keep you safe."

"I know dear, I just...I can't say goodbye to what I have left from your mother. It's like saying goodbye to her all over again, I just can't."

"Then lets not say goodbye, let's say see you later instead." I smiled, trying to hold back the tears.

"Okay, see you later dear"

"See you later grandma"

We hugged and I shed a few tears on her shoulder while she sobbed on mine, shoulders shaking.

I pulled away and wiped away the few tears I had "Sorry grandma, but I have to go."

"Okay, be safe sweetie"

I climbed into my baby "I will, see you later" I smiled as I waved to her and she shut her eyes, turned around, and walked back inside the house. "I love you" I whispered as the door shut behind her.

I took a deep breath, gripped the wheel tighter, and stepped on the gas pedal, making my way to Westcott University.

Chapter 2



After a long, tiring, 30 minute drive, I finally arrive at Westcott's parking lot and park on the one closest to the building. I hate having to walk a mile just because I can't take my baby everywhere I go, which I wish I could. Wouldn't that be awesome? ...other than polluting the environment. Screw you gas, why couldn't cars be powered with water or sometching like that? No smoke, technically it would be vapor.

Okay, my mind took me to a whole different subject.

Why am I here again?

Oh, Right, I will be attending here for the next 4 years. Whoopee!

I slowly open the vehicle door and ever so gently place my foot on the ground. Yeah, I always like to be dramatic. It makes me tingle in excitement knowing that at least 20 students that will be attending with me just saw how dramatic I am. I could easily be the next Edward Cullen. Don't you think?

Okay, seriously, why does my mind keep on going into weird statements. Edward, really?

Uhh, hello. Team Jacob all the way! Who's with me?

"Hey!" Someone greets, startling me and causing me to lose my balance for a moment before I hold myself up by my baby. My hero! I'll have to change his oil later on, as a thank you for saving my life.

"Hi" I finally reply, straightening my posture and pulling down the hem of my skirt.

"Melanie, nice to meet you" she introduces herself and holds out her arm for me to shake. I look down at it before putting my attention back to her face. I don't know where it has been. She can be a dick cleaning lady for all I know.

"Uhh, Nichole" I smile, finally taking her hand in mine and shaking it twice before letting it go and look around like an idiot.

She looks around as well, nothing else left to say. "Its a very nice university" so I was wrong, there is more to talk about. "One of the best in the country"

"Very nice, indeed." I agree.

"Shall we enter and take a look at the inside?"

"Sure," I reply as I take out the little remote from my car and lock it, taking a step further and setting the alarm just in case. "Let's go"

She surprises me by taking a hold of my arm and entwines it with her own, kinda like how a father does when he's walking his daughter down the aisle towards her soon to be husband, that is, if he doesn't chicken out and leaves her hanging.

As funny as that would be to watch, that is the cruelest thing anyone can ever do. Other than killing poor, innocent little pandas. Like seriously, why would you kill such a precious animal. I mean, any animal. I'm thinking of becoming vegetarian. What do you think? Should I? Nah, I'll miss out on so much delicious food if I do. Sorry friends, I can't help myself.

I get pulled out of my own inner conversation when I notice that we had already entered the building, immidiately being surrounded with the fresh air from the air conditioner and students crowding around. Oh look, that girl's hair looks like she dyed it with unicorn puke. And that boy over there, having an axe at the top of his head, you call that a mohawk? Seriously, that is a bit too much, I can mow it down if you'd like?

That girl right there looks like- HOLLY MOTHER OF SEXINESS! Who's that?

I catch myself drooling over a gorgeous boy that is definately taller than me, strong figure, perfect hair formed into a marvelous quiff, and....and I can't quite see his face but who cares, it must be flawless from what I can see at a distance.

I'm pulled away from my glance when Melanie tugs at my arm and pulls me the opposite direction from the sexy beast. NOOOO! My future husband, I'm losing him and I haven't even met him yet! I will cut someone's head off if I don't see him again today. Yep, I've gone crazy.

"Where are we going?" I ask, a bit irritated at the fact that she will be the cause of me being forever alone. Jealous much?

'Aye you kid, can I shank you? Please, I really need to get rid of this anger building up inside of me.' I mentally tell a random kid and he walked right past us, totally ignoring me. How rude!

Oh wait! I didn't really tell him out loud. Silly me!

'Sorry kid! Get on with your day' I insist that he will receive my message through mind link. I think I've read too much werewolf books.

"To grab our schedules, dorm number, and key." Melanie says out of the blue and I look at her in confusion. The fuck?

She seems to notice my expression and giggles. "What's so funny?" I ask "Do I have something on my face? Oh no! Do I have dried drool on the side of my lips?" I quickly bring my hand up to my face and begin to wipe away whatever I have.

She giggles a little more "No silly, your face just looked priceless when I told you where we were going, looking at me like if I told you that George Washington was a vampire or something."

"Why would you ever say that? Wait, really? I KNEW IT!"

"Shush!" She puts her hand over my mouth and I smirk onto it before flicking my tongue out and sliding it against her palm. HA!

Wait- EWW I JUST LICKED A DICK CLEANING LADY'S HAND!

"EWW NICHOLE! WHAT THE PILLOW!"

I rephrase her choice of words in a questioning manner "What the pillow?" I arch an eyebrow "This aint no Disney, what's so hard in saying hell or fuck?"

"Well, I tend to keep my mouth clean at all times" she replies holding her chin up high and I roll my eyes.

'Amateurs'

"What was that?" She laughs, stopping right at her tracks and I bump into her back.

"What was what?" I ask, taking a step back.

"What was 'amateurs' all about? So you think I'm an amateur?"

"What? No, no, no, I just...uhh...really like that word." I explain and then repeat it with a smile on my face "Amateur, such an interesting word. Don't you think? It describes people like you perfectly." I smirk and she gasps.

"How dare you?" She spits in a playful manner and I giggle. She then adds, "We're going to become really good friends" with a smile on her face and continues to drag me towards an unknown direction.

She finally stops in front of a desk and I look around to see that its a little office. "Names?" The lady sitting at the desk asks and I immidiately turn my attention to her.

"Melanie Cooper" she replies before me, offering the lady, which by looking at her name tag pinned to her shirt, her name is Linda. Nice! Oh yeah, you're wondering what she offered her right? She offered her.......a smile.

Dramatic, I know.

"Okay," she looks through a cabinet and pulls out, what seems to be her schedule and hands it to her "Dorm room 373, here's your key." She hands her a key with the number 373 hanging from the key chain and turns her attention towards me.

"Oh, Nichole Williams" I smile and she nods her head, looking back down at the cabinet and pulls out my schedule. She then takes out a key and hands it to me as well.

"Dorm room 390"

"Thank you, Linda." I wave at her and she waves back with a smile as Melanie drags me out of the office. "Must you drag me everywhere?" I chuckle, but she just continues to drag me along towards a building. I read the sign at the top of the two doors and read 300's. "OH EM GEE!" I squeal, startling her "We're in the same building!" I cheer a little lower and she giggles.

"You barely noticed?"

"Nice way of telling me I'm slow."

"I thought it was oubvious" she looks back at me and smirks.

Oh she did not just...

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me" she states.

"Take it back!" I demand and she shakes her head and let's go of my arm.

"You'll have to catch me first..." And with that, she runs off down the hall.

"You'll pay!" I yell before running after her.

Our running, giggling, and yelling at eachother was interrupted when she bumps into another girl as she looks back at me, causing the girl to drop her books.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry. Here, I'll help you." She says and kneels down to recollect her books from the ground and hands them back to her.

"Thank you" she replies shyly and I can't help but giggle.

"No problem, I'm Melanie" she introduces herself and does the same thing she did to me outside the building, she extends out her arm towards her.

"Patricia" she responds and shakes her hand, looking down when she lets go.

"I'm Nichole, nice to meet you." I smile as I walk up to her and surprise her when I wrap my arms around her. "Can I call you Patty?" I ask once I pull away.

"Sure" she smiles, lifting her head up higher. "Only if I can call you Nikki?"

I giggle "Of course. Oh and Melanie, I'm calling you Mel."

"I thought you would never ask." She says, flattered.

"I didn't ask, I said I was calling you like that, whether you liked it or not."

"Geez" she rolls her eyes "Rude much?"

"Didn't say I was the nicest person, now did I?"

"Guess not."

"Hehe," Patty giggles and we both turn to look at her and notice that she's looking down the hall. I follow her glance and my eyes land on none other than...

Chapter 3



MY FUTURE HUSBAND! Wait, why is Patty giggling with him? Oh hell no! Do I need to cut a bitch?

So much for making new friends.

I turn my attention back to Patty and notice that she's walking towards him. Oh how I wish I had a wolf! My anger builds up-

Wait! Why am I so mad when he's not even mine or I never even met him? He can be her boyfriend for all I know. Oh god! Please no!

I watch as they wrap their arms around each other and I feel a piece of my heart fall to the pit of my stomach.

Broken love at first sight.

"Hey sis." He greets her once they pull away and I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

Phew! That was an awfully close one.

"Hey," she greets back at him "You're in this hall too?"

"Yeah," he replies simply and turns to where Mel and I were standing, making my breath hitch in my throat. "Room 390"

Wait! What?

That's my room!

She frowns "Oh, I have room 347"

He ignores her and continues to stare at us, a smirk plastered on his beautiful face. "Hey sis?"

"Yes?"

"Those your friends over there?"

She looks back at us "Yeah, why?"

"They're hot!"

I blush at his statement and I could hear Mel giggle.

"Blake!" She yells and then a slap is heard throughout the hall, followed by a hiss.

"What the hell was that for?!"

"Seriously?!" She snaps "Is that all you know how to do? Check out my friends!"

"Well," he starts "If they're hot, then yes."

"Blake!"

"Wha-ha-hat" he laughs.

"You're a dimwit!"

"Thanks?" He questions and I giggle. He snaps his head towards me and I blush, putting my attention on anything but him. "Hey you! Pretty lady!" He shouts and starts to walk in our direction.

Oh crap! Oh crap! Oh crap!

What do I do? What do I say? How do I look?

OH NO!

What if I look like the walking dead! That would be horrible!

I get pulled out of my train of thought when I feel warm arms wrap around my waist. I'm melting!

You know Olaf? When he's melting because Elsa takes care of the snow and he begins to melt until Elsa makes him his own little cloud of snow? Yeah, that's me right now, except, not literally.

"What's your name?" He asks, massaging my sides with his thumb. Oh sweet baby jesus, help me.

"Uhh...mmm" I stutter "N-Nichole"

"Nice to meet you, uhh-mmm-N-Nichole" he chuckles, mocking me and I dissolve completely. His laugh is perfect.

"Blake!" Patty groans and he turns his head towards her, smirking.

"I'm just trying to get to know her, geez sis, don't get your booty tickled."

"Don't get your dick all up in the bundle and leave Nikki alone!" She snaps back at him and I gasp at her combat and at the sudden skin to skin contact when his hands find their way under my shirt.

"Blake, you horny bastard! What the hell!" She yells once she notices where his hands were at and pulls him away. "You're never going to change now are you?!"

"Nope" he pops the 'p' and winks at me when she pulls him down the hall.

"He's hot" Mel whispers once they walk away and I knock out of my trance and giggle.

"Blake! No! I am not going to give you a handjob! What the hell is wrong with you?! I'm your sister for crying out loud!" Patty spits at him and my eyes widen.

"I was only joking!" He defends with a laugh.

"Still! That's gross!"

"If you weren't my sister, I would've already had you in bed!" I could hear his smirk as he says that and Patty smacks his arm. Hard.

"You're fucking dirty Blake!"

"What, I like 'em feisty!"

"Please shut the fuck up and get a cold shower!" She demands and he chuckles "You need it!" She adds.

"Sure I do"

"Well, here's my room, stay out of trouble and also stay out of girl's pants!"

"No promises"

"Blake..." She warns.

He throws his hands up in defeat "Alright, alright, alright. I will"

"Go to your room"

"Okay mother, please don't take out the 'chancla' (Mexican weapon)" he laughs and walks further down the hall when she closes her door.

Well that was a show!

After winking at me, putting his key through the key hole, and going inside; Melanie and I just stay standing there like lost puppies.

"He...is a cocky hottie...that needs to control his hormones." Melanie speaks up and I giggle.

"And to know I will be in the same room as him for the next 4 years" I mutter to myself but - oubviously not being quiet enough - Melanie gasped and let out a cheerful squeal. Should've seen that coming.

"OH EM GEE! OH EM GEE! OH EM GEE! TEAM NICAKE ALL THE WAY!"

I arch an eyebrow "Nicake?" I question "Really? You had to involve cake in there, and how did you come up with a ship name so quickly?"

She shrugs and starts walking down the hall towards her room. "I just did"

"You just did, what are you? A ship name generator that walks?"

"Something like that" she says as she stops in front of a door, I'm guessing its her room. "Well, see you later at the lunch room...and I want details" she winks and enters her room, shutting the door behind her, not even giving me a chance to reply.

I sigh in defeat and make my way to my- Blake and I's room and as soon as I stand in front of the door, my hands start to sweat and my heart rate increases to an unbelievable speed; kinda like bunnies getting it on.

With my shaky hands, I reach into the little pocket that was built onto my skirt and pull out my key. I put it in the key hole and the click only makes me even more nervous. If it was even possible. I twist the knob and lightly push the door so that it opens dramatically. Yep, that's my middle name. Nichole Dramatic Williams.

Kidding! Its actually Nichole Marie Williams. For those who actually care to find out.

I'm greeted with an empty room and I arch an eyebrow - until the sound of the water running hits my ears, coming from the bathroom.

Hmm, he actually listened to his sister.