I came back from work around 9 o'clock at night. When I walked into the room, all of the boxes were gone and pictures enveloped the wall. I cant believe she got all of those boxes and stuff put away by 9. I smirked to myself with amazment.
I threw my bag at the end of my bed, my normal rouutine. I started taking off my jaket when I heard the door creep open.
"Oh, sorry, I thought your we sleeping so I was trying to come in quietly," said Joselyn. She closed the door cautiously and quickly sat on the bed.
"It's alright, have you eaten yet?" I asked kindly.
"Uh, no , not yet. Why?" she answered.
"Cause I was just about to go down stairs and grab a bite," I exclaimed, "Would you like to join me?"
"Sure! Let me just change my shirt," She said while walking over to her closet, "This one ripped while I got out of my boyfriends car." I turned around while she took her shirt off. I glanced at the window when I caught Joselyn's reflection. Her back looked smooth and flawless. But what was that? I focused more and saw a cut on her left shoulder blade. It seemed pretty deep because some blood was seeping out.
"Was it ripped by your shoulder?" I asked. Joselyn put on a tank top and turned around.
"Uh, yeah. How did you-" answered Joselyn, shocked.
"There's blood dripping down your back," Joselyn gasped as she reached behind her back, feeling the wet and stickyness from the blood. I reached into the bottom drawer of my desk and grapped a first-aid kit. "Here, turn around. I'll fix it for you." She did as told and mooved her long curly hair out of the way. I cleaned, sanitized, and bandaged the wound; Joselyn wincing slightly through the process.
"You sure you got this while coming out of your boyfriends car? It's pretty deep."
"Of course I did," she replied defensively, "I mean, I'm just very clumsy and always hurt myself. I one time broke my finger during a soccer game and didn't notice until after." I looked at her suspiciously and decided to let it go. It's not my problem how she gets hurt.
"Okay, well lets go get some food you masocist," I smirked.
"Hey, I'm no masocist!"
"Uh huh, sure come on." Joselyn pouted then grapped her jacket and followed me out the door.
When we got to the cafeteria, we both ordered pizza and grabbed a table near a window. Sitting there and eating with someone was a lot better than eating alone. We talked and laughed the whole time about random stuff. She was really a great person, very down to earth. He laugh was cute and wasn't loud and obnoxious like most girls. Her boyfriend was really lucky to have her by his side.
"So, do you have a girlfriend? I'm sure a cool guy like you has girls fawning over you left and right," Joselyn suddenly asked.
"Actually, I don't. Girls are too much of a distraction, clingy, and overly dramatic. No offense."
"None taken. But that means girls still ask you out, right?"
"Nah! When they get to know me, they see that I'm a really boring, serious guy that doesn't know how to have any fun," I sighed.
"What!" she yelled, slamming her hands on the table, "You're not boring, you're fun and cool." I looked at her with a blank expression.
"You have to say that, you're my roommate."
"Nuh uh! I am totally serious, "she crossed her arms, "Those girls are just naive, stupid jerks for not falling for you."
"Wow, your are really too kind," I chuckled, "Your boyfriend is really lucky."
"Hehe, I know," she replied, with a big grin. I pinched her cheek and she quickly submitted.
"So, what's the guy's name?" I asked. I noticed that I never heard his actual name be said. Joselyn rubbed her cheek and answered.
"His name's Josh. We have love like a car crash."
"That deep of love, huh?"
"No, we literally have love like a car crash. I was pulling out of the gas station and he rammed his car straight up into me."
"Hmm, I'm guessing this was an evil plan to get your number?" I said sarcastically.
"No!" she pursed her lips, "Okay, maybe it was, but it worked. As soon as he stepped out of his car, it was love at first sight." She placed her hands on her chest and fluttered her eye lashes. "We started dating soon after and we just clicked, ya know? It's been two years now."
"Whoa, you two must really like eachother," I implied.
"Yeah, we do." Joselyn looked at her plate and sighed. That's weird. She was just in lovey dovey mode and now she ssems to look like she is in regret. Did I miss something, or say something I shouldn't have?
We waited in an awkward silence for a long momnet. I picked up her plate and she flinched. Joselyn must've been reminesing something.
"I'm just gonna take our plates to the trash. You seem a bit tired, so I think we should call it a night." Joselyn looked at me and nodded. We had another awkward silence on our way back to the room. I don't know what to say at times like this. She looks like she's upset but, it's hard to tell with girls. I scratched the back of my head and pushed up my glasses. What could I do to cheer her up? The last time I told a joke to a girl, she cried. So that's out of the question. When we got to the stairs, it hit me.
"Wanna play a game?" I asked, stopping her in her tracks.
"What game?" she asked, sighing in the process.
"We have to go up the stairs as fast as we can but as silent as possible." Joselyn raised a brow, intregued. This is good, gotta keep it up, "and when we get to our floor, the white tiles are lava so we can only step on the green tiles. If you step on the blue tiles, you have to freeze for 5 seconds."
Joselyn smirked, "And what does the winner get?"
"They get ... um ... I honestly haven't thought that far," I gave a weary grin.
"I thought so," she giggled, "How about the winner gets a piggy back ride to breakfast tomorrow morning?"
"Ha! You cant carry me, I'd crush you."
"Who said you're gonna win? Is this over confidence I hear?" she grinned. I admire her own confidence.
"You're on!" I yelled.
We raced up the stairs with gentle footsteps. I took longer strides than her but she moved fast and swiftly. On the last flight of stairs, she shoved me into the wall and leaped onto the first blue tile by mistake.
"Sorry love, you cant play rough in this game," I smiled. I jumped from green tile to green tile with Joselyn quickly behind me.
"Heads up!" she yelled, leaping to a green tile far away from both of us. Damn! She's a freakin wild cat. I caught up to her again, getting closer to our room. I'm on the right side of the hallway, giving me the advantage since our room is on the right. As we got closer, I noticed that there is only one green tile near our door. I looked over, seeing that Joselyn has noticed as well. We both went for it, colliding together, but still planted firmly on the green tile. Joselyn looks up at me and we both start laughing, seeing as we cant move anywhere.
"Wow, I probably should've switched the green with the blue tiles, huh?" I chuckled.
"Haha! Yeah maybe that would have been a good idea-," she laughed, when started falling backwards. I quickly grabbed her waist and pulled her close to me. At the same time, she clinged the front of my shirt. I looked down at her, noticing her lips first. They looked soft and sort of voluptuous. Then I looked into her Carribean blue eyes, feeling like I was being pulled into a hypnosis trance. She started to blush and that pulled me back into reality. I let go of her waist and stepped back quickly.
"Sorry!" I blurted out. She looked at me, still blushing.
"It's okay, thanks for catching me."
"No problem," I replied. That was strange. When we touched, it was weird. But a good kind of weird, I think. I could feel her breathe and hands on my chest. I grabbed at my shirt and noticed that my heart was pounding. No, it wasn't because of her. It cant be. It was just because I was running earlier. Yeah, that was it.
"Ah crap," I sighed, just now realizing something.
"W-what?" Joselyn sttutered.
"I lost," I answered, "I stepped on the whit tile." Joselyn looked down at the ground and saw that he was off the green tile.
"Ha, wait so I won?" she asked and when I nodded, she laughed and jumped into the air. "Yes! You owe me a piggy back ride now," she pointed out.
"Alright, alright. Settle down.," I'm just glad to see that she isn't acting gloomy and silent anymore.
We walked into our room and changed into pajamas. I just put on some bottoms because it gets hot at night. Joselyn put on shorts and left her tank top on. She then climbed into bed, still smiling with victory. I shut off the lights and climbed into bed as well, taking off my glasses. Just when I was about to fall asleep, Joselyn mumbled.
"Kyle? Thanks fo the game, I really needed that." I turned over to look at her but she had her eyes closed, and already fast asleep. She knew what I was trying to do. I turned back over and looked up into the ceiling, falling asleep.
"That's what roommates are for," I mumbled.