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 the

shook my head,

around to look at

breath and muttered to myself, "Here we

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

You have two keys for the room. One for you and one for your roommate. Don't forget to

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

Washington State University." The assistant

her then took off to my

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

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

lock, closed my eyes and

luggage in hand, which consisted of only

inside the room, put the luggage aside then took

roommate. The sheets were pure white, with white pillows. Two dressers by each bed

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 also a brown clock hanging on the

the

in my dresser. Some

I got reminded

notebooks in a drawer in my desk. Then put

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

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

I will be friends with my roommate.

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 good or worse than

knock was sounded from the door, pulling me from

it's my roommate. She

answer it. I hope she's

opened the door and suddenly froze