Love The Roommate

"Call every day! Every single day! Understood?!"

I rolled my eyes at my dad's behavior. He's been like that since we got into the car. Now we were standing in front of the entrance of the university and he doesn't seem to leave anytime soon.

My dad was in his forties, with brown hair and brown eyes, and build up body that he still kept from his early years of high school. And he is the best dad ever. But sometimes, he would just love to make sure of some things; even though he knows I will call every minute.

"Dad, I said I will call, don't worry." I assured him again

"Now that you and your brother aren't there, I will be so lonely. I will just miss my little girl." Dad said, smiling sadly.

"Oh dad," I put my luggage on the ground, and hugged him.

"Don't worry, I will call every day. And you have Bethany to take care of you, don't worry. I love you." I said softly, trying to assure him.

"Oh sweetie, I love you too." Dad said, slightly pulling away to look at me.

"I am so proud of you and what you arrived to. I can't believe my little girl is off to college."

I smiled up at him.

"Okay, dad. Time to go. Don't worry, I will call every day." I said.

To be honest, I didn't want him to leave. I love my dad more than anything in the world. Him and my older brother Alec, of course. But if I stayed longer here, tears will break free. And I don't want that. I hate goodbyes. And that's not one. Not a goodbye. This is just a see you later.

"Call me tonight." Dad said, letting me go and getting in the car.

"I will," I smiled.

"I love you, Jess." Dad said after he turned on the engine of the car.

"I love you too, Dad." I said.

of yourself, I love you." Dad called as he

shook my

at the

a deep breath and muttered to myself, "Here we go." Then went off to grab my schedule and dorm

will never be good enough for him. And as much as I miss him already, I need to do this, to finish college and forget everything bad in my past and focus on my future that consists of

room. One for you and one for your

my roommate's? "Sure."

University." The assistant

smiled brightly at her then took off to

looked at my papers to clarify my room number as I walked in the hall of the

With golden letters on the brown door

in the lock, closed my eyes and took a

luggage in hand, which

luggage aside then took a quick look to observe

with white pillows. Two dressers by each bed and of course, two desks to study on beside each dresser and a small nightstand in between the

of the desks that looked at a huge garden that was part of the university where some students were either studying in or just enjoying

took the

in my dresser. Some other stuff in

reminded that I will be showering there for a whole four

notebooks in a drawer in my desk. Then

find that I took an hour and half to unpack

still didn't make any friends. And seriously, I didn't think I will. I want to, but I am not really a social girl and I don't speak much. I don't really know what to do about it. I am really excited for this fresh start but I don't know how exactly I will survive

friends with my roommate.

and he unknown future. I was scared, scared of tomorrow and

the door, pulling me

my roommate. She doesn't have the key

answer it. I

the door and suddenly froze at the sight in front