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 drove

my head,

turned around to look at the huge building in front of

took a deep breath and muttered to myself, "Here we

never be good enough for him. And as much as I miss him already, I need to

for the room. One for you and one for your roommate.

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

University." The assistant said

brightly at her then took off to my

papers to clarify my room number as I walked in the hall of the dorm- room 334, it

found the one. With golden letters on the brown door

the key in the lock, closed my eyes and took a deep

in hand,

room, put the luggage aside then took a quick look to

The sheets were pure white, with white pillows. Two dressers

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 also

the side

I started unpacking. I put my clothes in my dresser. Some other stuff in

hate public bathrooms. The thought crossed my mind when I got reminded that I will be showering there for a whole

a drawer in my

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

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

my roommate. Hopefully, she is a

future. I was scared, scared of tomorrow and what it

the door, pulling me from

my roommate. She doesn't have the

to answer it. I

the door and suddenly froze at the sight in