Kissing My Roommate

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“Baby”, Jordan whined dragging out the ‘y’ in it. “I said it was just a joke I didn’t mean it that way”.

“Well, I don’t appreciate such jokes”, came a deep voice from her phone, which was on speakerphone.

Jordan rolled her eyes at the phone and made faces at it, then she sighed.

“Okay I’m sorry, please forgive me”.

“Whatever”, came the voice again. This time around, it got her irritated and she looked for an excuse to hang up.

“Hey, umm I’m kind of busy my mom just called me. I have to go”.

“Sure, I’ll see you in school in two days right?”

“You bet, bye”.

Next she heard was a dial tone, she looked at her phone incredulously, “what?! Not even a bye babe from this mf”.

Her phone began ringing again and she smiled thinking he was calling back to apologize for hanging up that way. She reached for her phone and saw that it was her best friend that was calling her instead, her face fell a little at the disappointment but then she brightened up quickly as she realized who was calling her.

“Maya my baby girl I’ve missed you so much”, she said immediately she picked up the call and put it on speaker.

“That’s suspicious Emma”, came Maya’s voice from the phone.

Emma laughed, but it sounded forced. She was still upset with her boyfriend.

“That sounded very very fake, is that how happy you are to hear from me?”

Emma laughed for real this time. “I’m sorry, I just got off the phone with you know who and let’s say he would have succeeded in ruining my day but thank God for you”.

“Oh, and how is dickhead doing?”

Emma howled, Maya has never been a fan of her boyfriend and she know she wouldn’t ever be. The energy goes both ways but they usually put their differences aside for the sake of Emma.

“You know, he’s being him and being like you said, a fickhead”. Emma rarely cuss, which was quite amusing to Maya because she laughed like she always did whenever her best friend does this.

“I said dickhead ma’am. Anyways you want me to f him up? Just say the word”.

“God no Maya”, Emma laughed. She loves Maya to death, the girl is way protective about her and she liked it.

“Did he even really talk to you throughout summer?”

Emma didn’t answer.

“I knew it, some type of boyfriend he is. Dump him before it’s too late Emma”.

Emma rolled her eyes, “I love him and he loves me too”.

“Yeah right, I bet he does. How comes y’all only start talking back when school is about to resume. Like every time”.

Emma kept quiet.

“I thought so”. Emma heard someone then shouting Maya’s name at the background.

“Sorry love, gotta go. I have school shopping to do, mom have been on my neck .since for it. Bye I love you”.

“I love you too, bye”.

Maya is a rich kid, but a very humble girl. Not like some of the kids at school.

At first when she met the pretty dark haired girl, she never knew she was money till the day she was introduced to her family.

Her mother had immediately fallen in love with Emma and had a soft spot for her, while her father adores her.

Ever since then, the pair had become inseparable.

If not for their different racial backgrounds, one would mistake them for siblings. ‘Psshh, some people still do’.

Emma stood up from her bed and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror while brushing.

Emma’s POV

‘I guess this is where I do a little introduction of myself right?’

‘My name is Emma, yes I know and yes you got it right. Emma the short for Emmanuella, but don’t call me that, I hate it’.

‘I’m twenty years old the first child and first daughter of my parents, a position I sometimes wish I was not occupying. I have two younger siblings, a boy and a girl.

‘I’m two years older than my brother, and five years older than my sister. They both go to a boarding school and since summer break was long over, they were both back in school. While I’m here preparing to go back to college’.

‘FYI college sucks, but don’t tell my mom that I said that. She’ll freak out’.

‘She thinks going to college is the only way for guaranteed success. While I disagree with her, I also don’t let her know what I think about her ideology’.

‘Ever since my dad and my mom got separated, I feel it’s my duty to keep the family together. To be the bridge, I’m meant to be the perfect daughter and set good examples for my siblings, well I’m a perfect example to them”.