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.

you." Dad called as he drove

my head,

look at the huge building

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

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

One for you and one for

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

State University."

brightly at her then

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

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

lock, closed my eyes

in hand, which

the luggage aside then took a

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

window by one of the desks that looked at a huge garden that was part of the university

took the side

my clothes in my dresser. Some other stuff in it

thought crossed my mind when I got reminded

the notebooks in a drawer in my desk.

in the wall to find that I took an hour and half to unpack

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 know what to do about it. I am really excited for this fresh start but I don't know how exactly I will survive

will be friends with my roommate.

threw myself on the bed and stared at the ceiling, millions of thoughts running around in my head. My dad, Alec, him, the dark past and he unknown future. I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it may hold for

from the door, pulling me

it's my roommate. She doesn't have the key

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

and suddenly froze at the sight in front of