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.

yourself, I love you." Dad called as he drove the

my

look at the huge building in

"Here we go."

And as much as I miss him already, I need to do this, to finish college

for you and one for your roommate. Don't forget to hand

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

to Washington State University." The assistant

you," I smiled brightly at her then took off

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

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

in the lock, closed my eyes and took a deep breath then opened

my luggage in hand, which consisted of only

the luggage aside

two beds, obviously, one for me and one for my roommate. The sheets were pure white, with white pillows. Two dressers by each bed and of course, two desks to study on beside each dresser and a small nightstand

that looked at a huge garden that was part of the university where some students were either studying in or just enjoying themselves. There was also a brown clock hanging on

took the side with

in

got reminded that I will be showering there for a

drawer in my

looked at the clock in the wall to find that I took an hour

else to do. So far, I 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

I will be friends with my roommate. Hopefully, she is a

I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it may hold for me. It will either be good or worse than my past. But I didn't want that, at least for him.

knock was sounded from the door,

it's my roommate. She doesn't

went to answer it. I hope she's decent and we

the door and suddenly froze at the