Becoming British

Jackie's POV:

I woke feeling groggy and even more tired than when I had laid down. I hated that feeling. I got up and walked around studying the dorm. The bed was bigger than what I was used to... Much bigger. Considering during my last two years of high school I had been sleeping in shelters close to my high school. My grandmother's will money had run out, and getting a job in a small town was harder than it looks. Especially between homework and soccer practice, not to mention I would have to walk to and from everyday. I sighed. I'm here now, my hard work payed off.

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The room was quite lovely, it was a light brown/tan-ish color. The comforter was big and fluffy white just as I had hoped it would be. I walked into my bathroom and gasped. They had set it up for a girl; with a vanity mirror, a jacuzzi, and a shower. It was like a dream. I walked back into my room and noticed a sizable closet. I only owned a few sets of clothes so it wasn't like I would need all that space... I walked back to our living space and was in awe. How had I not noticed this before?! Wait...We have a porch?! I have to check this out...

I couldn't believe how beautiful autumn was here. I was admiring the scenery when I heard the door open and close. Looks like my new roommate is here. I stepped in and closed the door quietly, I looked around and she was no where to be seen. Must have gone to check out her room, I suppose. I was about to go knock on her door when I heard rustling from mine. Why the hell was she in my room?! My things were on the bed! I walked in and almost bumped into a fair skinned girl with crystal blue eyes and dark hair. She looked like they type to get her way, well, not with me.

“Why are you in my room?” I asked of her, trying to hide my displeasure but failing.

“Um...hi,” She said awkwardly, “I'm Logan. I guess we're roommates...” Why would I be in here if I wasn't?! Of course we're roommates, my stuff is already in here!

“No shit,” I replied. “I'm Jackie and this is my room.”

“I'm sorry I didn't know it was taken,” She grabbed her bag, and hastily rushed out but stopped to say; “I didn't get a chance to see that it was taken. I'll just go to the next room.” With that I shut the door, my anger boiling over. She didn't have to lie to my face! My things where right... Wait, where was my sling bag? I looked on the floor and then walked around the bed. Sure enough it was on the floor, just out of view. Perfect. Just perfect.

Ruining potential friends everywhere I go is a great way to start off the year. I decided to take a shower and calm my nerves. I let a few tears slip out while I was in there, I don't want to be alone forever... I just can't help my moodiness sometimes. I regained my composure and took a few breaths. I put on my pajamas and tried to think of a way to fix this. I hated apologies, especially ones where I've made a complete and total ass of myself. Well, I could invite her to the gym with me... But who knows? She might not be one to work out and I hated exercising with people. Then I feel the need to talk when its more of a solitude kind of thing. Worth a shot though.

I had a little voice in the back of my mind asking if I was really upset about my stuff already being in here, or the fact that this room had been the young man in towel's room. I shook that off and told myself it was the first and left it at that. I cuddled back into my fluffy blankets and dozed off with ease knowing I had a game plan.

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