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."

shook my

turned around to look at the huge building in front

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

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

have two keys for the room. One for you and one for your roommate.

my roommate's? "Sure." I

University." The assistant

at her then

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

golden letters on the brown door was 334, my home

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

in, my luggage in hand, which consisted of only two

room, put the luggage aside then took

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

at a huge garden that was

took the side

started unpacking. I put my clothes in my dresser.

mind when I got reminded that I will be showering

notebooks in a drawer in my desk. Then put the

in the wall to find that I took

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

with my roommate. Hopefully, she is

I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it may hold for me. It will either be good or worse than my past. But

was sounded from the door, pulling

roommate. She

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

froze at the