Beep beep beep...
The alarm was blaring but I could care less about it. I didn't want to wake up right now. Waking up was one of the biggest struggles I dealt with.
"Emilia, darling wake up!" I hear my mom yell from downstairs causing me to sigh. Why can't I ever peacefully sleep?
"What the hell is wrong mom? Can't you let me sleep in peace once?" I shout just as loud as her but my voice was laced with irritation and annoyance. Of course, I sounded like a rude bitch. And I did feel bad but I really wanted to sleep right now.
"It's your first day of college darling. You have to make it on time." my mom shouts again. I quickly open my eyes, regretting it immediately when the bright light shines directly into my face. Why did I leave the blinds open again?
Today was my first day of college. Sure I was nervous but excitement definitely overpowered that emotion. But there were the few questions that every sane person thinks before moving to college. What if I won't be able to make friends? What if no one likes me? What if I get a very lame roommate? Sighing, I shake my head. What was I thinking? It's going to be fine. It's going to be great. I chanted in my mind over and over again.
I finally make it out of my bed and head straight towards my closet, regret once again hits me when I realize that I hadn't selected an outfit the night before. Great, just great. This is all the fault of Netflix. I sigh and roam through it. Picking outfits and me were two things that didn't go along at all. I was having a great feeling that this day was going to extremely shitty. Just what I needed.
"Sweetie, you're going to be late!" my mom shouts again, I really am tempted to bang my head because now her continuous shouting is starting to form a headache for me. I pick up my outfit which consisted of a black spaghetti strap top with denim shorts.
"I'm coming. I'm coming. Jeez." I say as I put my hair in a ponytail, putting my shoes on afterwards. I head downstairs as fast as I can making sure that I don't trip and end up having a nice chat with the floor.
I enter the kitchen and the smell of chocolate pancakes fills my nostrils making me inhale the extremely mouthwatering smell. I sit down on the island and practically inhale the pancakes.
I see my mom putting my stuff in the car making me smile. She is such an amazing mother. After my father left us, she was always so strong, never once complaining or breaking down. Her strong and caring personality was something I admired. Even though I didn't mention it a lot, my mother mattered a lot to me and I loved her dearly.
"I told you that we should've left earlier. Now look, we might get late." my mom says as she drives us both to my college. I just hum in response, focusing more on the music that was blasting my ears off. One can never have enough of music.
We arrive there in about an hour and a half. The college looked very nice. It looked modern but also had a vintage vibe to it. We were asked to check out the dorm room which was on the third floor. I looked at the page which said my dorm room number. Room 37, Block D.
"This is it, my daughter is finally old enough to live without her mother. Old enough to leave her mother all alone." my mom says, sobbing. I look at her with a sad smile. Leaving my mom was never one of my ideas. But I couldn't just abandon my future. Tears start blurring my vision too so I quickly shut them. After I finally get a hold on them. I look at my mom and gesture her to check the room.
My mom opens the door. I enter the room, looking around with a smile. It wasn't a small room, in fact it was quite bigger than my room back at home. It had two beds, two closets, two study tables and a boy with glasses sitting on one of th- wait what? Boy? Wasn't I supposed to have a girl roommate?
"Hello, dear. What is your name?" my mother says looking at the boy with her sweet smile. Isn't she bothered with the fact that I'm sharing a room with a boy? I look at her with widened eyes, she's even talking to the boy like he's her own child or something.
"I'm Sian Viotto. Pleasure to meet you ma'am." the boy says standing up and shaking my mother's hand. He turns his attention to me and passes me a smile which I don't return and just stare at him like a creepy stalker would.
"Ok. Bye mom. Love you. Take care." I say and lead her to the door before she starts talking. I'm sure she was going to be having a long conversation with the boy and half of it would be of him taking care of me. I wasn't a kid, in fact I was of legal age but in my mother's eyes, I was.
"Wait I'm trying to talk to-" she says pouting slightly. I look at her and give her a pleading look. I know what she was going to talk about. And I surely didn't want a babysitter that my mom would want to appoint for me.
"I'll talk to you later on the phone. Okay? Now I think it's getting late. Drive back safely mom. Bye. Take care. Love you!" I say trying to ignore the piercing gaze of the boy. She finally leaves but not before pecking my cheek and hugging me tightly. I close the door and sigh. Turning my attention to the boy, I see him still staring at me.
"What's your problem dude?" I ask the boy clearly not trying to hide my annoyance. It's not like I was just staring at him a few moments back. He quickly moved his eyes toward his desk, probably embarrassed.
"Nothing." he said and I looked at him surprised. How had I not noticed his heavy accent? He was surely Spanish and I would be lying if I said it wasn't hot.
Ignoring him, I made my way to the door. Maybe I should check the campus out since there isn't much to do here.
"Where are you going?" the boy questioned. Turning around, I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. It's my choice where I go. Who is he to question me?
"None of your business and don't you dare touch my stuff." I say in what I hope was a threatening voice, he just bites his lips to stop a smile at my words. Did I look that funny?
"Don't worry, I won't." he says with a slight shrug, I nod my head and head out. I decide to go to the cafeteria because why not?
"Hey, you must be Emilia, right?" someone says making me stop in my tracks. I turn around to be met with a blonde girl who had an extremely bright smile on her face. How does she know my name?
"How do you know me?" I ask, slightly sceptical of her and the two girls that I had just noticed standing behind her. They just shrug saying that 'they have their sources'. They seemed harmless so I decided to let it go.
"I see." I say with a nod. The blonde girl asks me if I wanted to hang out with them and I nod. Maybe this is how I'll make friends. They seemed nice except for the fact that they knew who I was.
"Sure but I'm still kind of wary of you guys." I say making them laugh. The blonde girl makes space for me on the stairs and I gladly sit down.
"Well, since all of you know my name. Mind if I know yours." I ask because right now they are just blonde girl and other girls for me.
"I'm Rian." the blonde girl says with her bright smile still intact. Don't her cheeks hurt?
"I'm Fleur." the brunette girl says, she seemed like the innocent one of the group.
"I'm Armelle." the other brunette girl says, she was pretty, very pretty in fact. Her figure was tall and her body seemed perfect with the right amount of tan. People would surely kill for a body like hers.
"You guys have quite unique and pretty names." I say, their names were quite different and in a way suited their personalities perfectly.
"Aww, thank you! Since you know that college won't be starting until tomorrow and there isn't much to do here, wanna go with us to a party?" Rian says, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. I think for a moment, sure I partied here and there but was it worth the headache that I'd be dealing with in the morning? Definitely not but if going to a party meant keeping this sweet girl happy, it would be worth it.
"Well, we are going to be ready by," Armelle says, pausing and checking the time on her apple watch, "seven and I'll send you a text when we're ready and you can meet us outside the campus, sounds good?" she says, looking at me with a perfectly arched brow. This woman seriously was gorgeous. I wouldn't be surprised if she was a model.
"Shouldn't we just get ready with Emilia?" Fleur asks. All of them turn their attention to me, looking at me. I shrug, I wouldn't mind but it's not my room only.
"I mean, I don't mind but that boy that I'm with might. You can ask him, if you guys want."
"Oh, don't worry. You are with Sian, right? Well he won't disturb us." Rian says making me nod skeptically, how does she know all this?
"Okay, so it's planned. We are going to come to your room at like four? Then we can get ready and leave for the party from there." Rian says clapping excitedly making me chuckle. The girls energy was unmatched.
After bidding them goodbye, I make my way back to my room, already feeling exhausted. Opening the door, I see the boy still sitting on the desk with glasses on as he stared at some papers. College hasn't even started yet so why is he studying right now?
Without saying a word, I make my straight to the closet, stepping inside. The closet wasn't very big, probably the only thing that I didn't like in this room but I guess not everything can be perfect.
It only had space for me to stand. I close the door and decide on my outfit. Great! More struggle again! I pick up a black off the shoulder top with a pair of shorts and black high heels. I get out of the closet and put the clothes on the bed and sit there using my phone. Quite some time was remaining so I just decided to scroll through Instagram.
I soon receive a text from Rian saying that they can't make it due to some urgent work. What could be so urgent? I don't give it much thought and decide to get dressed and curl my hair with the curling iron.
Makeup is something that I neither prefer or can manage to apply. Makeup surely wasn't one of my strongest traits.
I plug my earphones in and start listening to post Malone because why not? My phone vibrates in my palm and I see a text by Rian, we had exchanged numbers before leaving. Reading her text, I grabbed my purse which consisted of a little bit cash, the keys to the room, bubble gum, candies, perfume and my phone.
I arrive at the parking lot and see a sleek black car with music blaring like crazy. The tinted windows hide from who was inside. The window quickly rolls down and Armelle waves her hand at me, gesturing at me to come inside. Wait, this was their car? Wow, sure their outfits seemed expensive but this car seemed like it cost a fortune.
I step inside to see Rian sitting in the driving seat while tapping her manicured nails on the steering wheel in sinc with the song playing. Fleur gives me a quick hug before we drive off to who knows where.
Throughout the way, we all listen to any song that comes up and I would've lied if I said it wasn't the most fun I ever had.
After some time, the car stops at a ginormous mansion making my eyes widen. Whose house was this? It seemed more like a palace than mansion. The owners surely were loaded to own something like this.
"Be prepared for one hell of a night, Emilia."
ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ʙᴏᴏᴋ ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ɪ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ɪ ᴡʀᴏᴛᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ sᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴀᴛ.
ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ᴀɴʏ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴄᴏɴғᴜsɪᴏɴ, ᴠɪᴏᴛᴛᴏ ɪs ᴘʀᴏɴᴏᴜɴᴄᴇᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴠᴇᴇ-ᴀʜ-ᴛᴏʜ.
ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴀʟʟ. ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ғᴏʀ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ!
ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ɪᴛ!