Episode 3
1230 Words
6:45am is what my clock reads when i can finally pry my eyes open. Why am i wake this early. Oh that is right. I'm so excited about my new apartment that i couldn't sleep any longer.
I jump out of bed and quickly go brush my teeth and get ready for the day. I have to go get some boxes for all my stuff before i can start packing up my life here.
Once i am back with all the supplies i need, i dive right into packing, starting with all my clothes, since they will be the easiest things to back.
I fill two of the large packing boxes with clothes alone. Next i move on to all my bedding so that i can start taking my bed apart.
My mother starts taking some of the boxes out to my car so that i have more room. She comes back into my room once the boxes are in my car and helps me take my bed apart since it is so heavy.
I have a movers truck coming to get my bed and table and chair since none of that will fit into my car. I dont own that much stuff, mainly just the stuff in my bedroom, but the apartment i am moving into is furnished so that isnt a problem.
My bedroom is all backed up and now we are just waiting for the movers to show up to help us load everything into the truck and get on over to the new apartment.
"Mum, I am going to take my stuff the apartment now" I call and close the door behind me while I take my last few bags to the car. I got the owners mobile number this morning so I can text them about today.
'I am taking my stuff to apartment now.'
I text and lock my phone, putting all my things in my car before beginning my journey to my new home.
'Key is in the light fixture. I have marked my bedroom. Keep out!'
They text back. They seem to be very private of their bedroom. I guess I would be too if I had a stranger moving in with me while I am not home.
I pull up to the apartment complex and I can't keep the smile from my face. I am way too excited from this. I am finally getting my freedom, beginning life.
I pull my bags into the elevator and go to the 3rd floor. Slowly i walk to the 4th door and look around the hallway. The whole apartment building looks so nice. The walls are painted a crisp white with a blue rug running down the length of the entire hallway and a few painting of random things littered along the walls. I reach up and push my hand into the light fixture beside the door and feel around until I can feel the little metal key move against my fingers. I push the key into the lock with a huge smile on my face. I don't think anything could get this smile off my face.
I push open the door slowly and admire the apartment I am entering. It look neat, but yet lived in. There is a small grey lounge looking onto a flat screen TV, that room is separated from the kitchen by a counter top. The kitchen is small but perfectly scaled with the rest of the apartment.
I walk down the small hall to the left that has the bathroom and the two bedrooms. On the door of the first bedroom a sticky note is stuck, reading
'Stay Out Of My Room'
I laugh at the note and walk to the room at the end. I open the door and the bedroom is completely unlived in. There is absolutely nothing in the room. Perfect.
I decide because I have nothing else to do while i wait for the delivery people to get here with my furniture, i may as well start unpacking what i do have here and get everything out of my car.
***
"f**k!" I hear a male growl from outside my bedroom, waking me up from my sleep. What time is it?
My breathe catches in my throat as I hear footsteps in the apartment.
I pull myself slowly out of my bed and over to my door. I can't let someone rob this place. That wouldn't be a good first impression when my roommate comes home.
I tiptoe out of my room, trying not to hit anything through the dark apartment since i am not used to the place yet.
I try to see the burglar, but I can't see one thing. I can't even see my hand in front of my face. The whole apartment is now silent, except the footsteps of the person.
I take one more step forward and run into something hard.
"What the..." I hear before a light is flicked on and in front of me stands a tall buff guy with ruffled brown hair and gorgeous blue eyes.
"What are you doing in my apartment?" his rough voice takes me out of my confused state.
"You're my roommate?" I asked shocked. When I moved in here, I imagined having a girl as a roommate, not a guy, an extremely attractive one at that.
"You are the person that moved in. I expected... I dunno... a dude" he says, not even bothering to help me off the floor. Douche. I pull myself off the floor and straighten my Pj's.
"Well, that's not what you got" I say back.
"Clearly" his eyes wonder over me in my large button up shirt and short shorts.
"Keep your eyes up here" I growl, pointing to my face.
His eyes meet mine and he lets a smirk creep into his lips.
"Nothing spectacular anyway" He shrugs and crosses his arms. What a confident downer.
"Ass" I mumble and make my way back to my bedroom. I do not have the energy to argue with him right now. It is too late for that at the moment.
I close my door behind me and flop down onto my bed. All I want to do right now is sleep, and that is what I plan on doing.
***
"Are you making me any?" my roommate asks as he enters the kitchen while I am making myself breakfast.
"No" I grumble and take my breakfast to the table.
"I'm not letting you live here free of charge" he chuckles and pulls the milk carton out of the fridge and chugging it down.
"That's why I pay rent" I state and take a bight of my toast.
He doesn't reply to me as he makes his own breakfast and sits beside me at the table.
"So, you are living here and I don't even know your name." My roommate states with his mouth full of food.
I roll my eyes "Skye Medley" I state.
He nods his head and does even look at me anymore. Rude much. Can't he even tell me his name?
"What?" he asks when he notices me still look at him
"Do I get to know your name? Or do you just want me to call you douche bag?" I grumble to him.
"I would prefer if you do call me Damon Perry"
- Writer
