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.

I love you."

my

to look at the

took a deep breath and muttered to myself, "Here we go."

much as I still gave my dad and him back there, I needed his star. Or I 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

dear. You have two keys for the room. One for you and one for your roommate. Don't forget to

need to take my roommate's? "Sure." I took it

to Washington State University." The assistant

at her then

clarify my room number as I walked in the hall of the dorm- room 334, it

found the one. With golden letters on the brown door was 334, my

closed my eyes and

in hand, which

the luggage aside then

roommate. The sheets were pure white, with white pillows. Two dressers by each bed and of course, two desks to study on beside

a light shade if blue. And there was a window by one of the desks that looked at a huge garden that was part of the university where some students were either studying in

took the side

started unpacking. I put my clothes in my

hate public bathrooms. The thought crossed my mind when I got reminded that I will be showering there for a whole four years.

drawer in my desk. Then put

wall to find that

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

my roommate. Hopefully, she is

dark past and he unknown future. I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it may hold for me. It will either

was sounded from the door, pulling me from my

She

answer it. I hope

door and suddenly froze at the