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 drove

my head,

look at the huge building in

deep breath and muttered to myself, "Here we go." Then went

a fresh start. Out of my hometown and everything, as 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

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

to take my

to Washington State University." The

smiled brightly at her

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

With golden letters on the brown door was 334, my home for the

lock, closed my eyes and

in, my luggage in hand, which consisted of only

put the luggage aside then took a quick look to observe the

of 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

walls were painted 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 or just enjoying themselves. There was

obviously, took the side with

in my dresser. Some other stuff

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

in a drawer in my desk. Then put the bags under

looked at the clock in the wall to find

think I will. I want to, but I am not really a social girl and I don't speak much. I don't really

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

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 me. It will either be

a knock was sounded from the door, pulling me from

She doesn't

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

the door and suddenly froze at the sight in