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.

care of yourself, I love you." Dad called as he

my

at the huge

"Here we go." Then went

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

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

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

Washington State University."

brightly at her then took off

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

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

closed my eyes and took

stepped in, my luggage in hand, which consisted

the luggage aside then took a quick look

Two dressers by each bed and of course, two desks to study on beside each dresser and a small nightstand

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

obviously, took the

my clothes in my dresser.

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

a drawer in my desk. Then put the

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

and I don't speak much. I don't really know what to do about it. I am really excited for

friends with my roommate. Hopefully, she is

and he unknown future. I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it may

the door, pulling me

She doesn't

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

froze at the