straight black
hair and dark mocha skin stepped out, instantly throwing her arms around Nash’s
neck and planting a kiss on his lips. For some reason, a shot of jealousy ran
through me that I had never felt before. I had no idea why.
Nash and I had only ever been
friends. We had been too young before to really ever have any romantic
feelings. I just didn’t see him that way. I finally tore my eyes away once they
disappeared into the house. I was glad Nash didn’t seem upset with me that I
hadn’t kept in contact over the years.
When I had moved to Connecticut, my
life had basically been turned upside down, and I tried to just focus on
putting it together as much as I could. I had missed Nash though, and I was
glad that he seemed like he wanted to pick up our friendship right where we
left off.
*********
I smoothed down the white tunic I
had chosen over a pair of black leggings along with wedge booties as I stood in
front of the room I had been assigned for the next year. For some reason, my
hands were sweaty, and I felt slightly shaky. I had no idea why I was so
nervous, I had no problem meeting new people before, and I wasn’t about to let
this get to me. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door, scanning my
surroundings that looked to be covered with boxes and strewn contents.
I dropped my handbag on the floor,
looking at the dorm. Basically, the whole thing could be seen from the front
door. A small kitchenette was tucked into one corner and opened up into a small
living room. Three doors were open, which I assumed were the bedrooms and a
sliding glass door led out to a small patio. All in all, it wasn’t as horrible
as I thought. I guess upperclassmen had the better pick when it came to dorm
rooms.
“Hey,” I heard yelled from one of
the bedrooms. “Callie, if that’s you, you better get your ass in here and get
your shit out of my room. I’m not letting you take over my closet again this
year.” I wasn’t sure how to reply, so I stuck my head into the room, my eyes
landing on a girl with auburn hair, creamy white skin, and an array of
freckles.
Her green eyes widened when she saw
me and she covered her mouth. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” She jumped to her
feet, walking over piles of clothing that basically covered every inch of
carpeting. “I’m not normally that big of a bitch. You must be, Adelaide,
the new roomy. Welcome, sorry it’s such a mess, but you’re probably going to
have to get used to it with Callie around. I really have no idea why I agreed
to live with her again. I’m Zoey by the way.”
“Oh, please. You know you love me.”
I spun around and came face to face with a perky looking girl who had curly
chin length blonde hair and was dressed head to toe in pink. And when I said
head to toe, I really meant head to toe. Even her hair had streaks of pink
running through it.
“Hi! You’re obviously Adelaide, I’d
recognize you anywhere. I loved you on Unrehearsed; now those other two that
you hung out with, not so much. I was so surprised to see you listed as our new
roommate. I figured you were off at college with Madison and Marley.”
“Surprised is putting it mildly,”
Zoey piped in blandly. “More like bouncing off the walls with glee, I’m
surprised she hasn’t asked you for your autograph yet.”
“Well, it’s not like I’m a
celebrity or anything, and the show’s been over for two years, so not too many
people recognize me anymore, but thanks. You can call me Della by the way.”
“All right, Della. Let me show you
your room, you’re just going to love it. It’s a little small but we can make it
work.” Callie looped her arm through mine and Zoey gave me a thumbs up like she
was wishing me luck. I had a feeling I was going to need it.
“Here it is,” she said with a
flourish of