HEY . THERE . NEW . ROOMIE?
I turned back and look admist the smoke all around. Did she just say that?
I unintentionally gulped down my own saliva.
Why am I feeling nervous? I feel like I am gonna have a mental breakdown right now.
"Ummm, H-Hey there", I shuttered. I clenched my hand tight into fist trying hard to tolerate the foul smoke around me.
"Shut the door". She rolled her eyes and landed back on her bed.
Bossy much? This is a real trouble.
I quickly shut the door and convinced myself not to be scared of her. I totally hated the idea of us being roommates. We are total opposites. What if she make me do drugs? What if she force me into all these?
I brush of, no, I constrained myself to brush of all the thoughts.
Standing one meter away from her, I finally became liable to see her face, and guess what? The worse thing happened, this is the least thing I wanted right now because 'Oh My Dear Jesus', She is fucking gorgeous. I literally stood there gazing her perfect visual like a groom gazing at his wife walking down the aisle. Okay, ignore the bad example. I am not so good with it.
But trust me, She is pretty, really pretty for a girl of her age being engaged in all these drugs and stuffs. I noticed that she had a light eye make up done and little dark lipstick. I am sure she would have a big queue of boys waiting to marry her, Well, half a queue if they knew that she was you know ... arrr.... into these things.
My eyes reached the glass bottle. It had smoke coming out from the hole in middle. Being the stupid curious cat, I mean child I am, I couldn't stop my hands from examining the bottle. As soon as I laid my hand on the bottle, my roomie snatched it, her big painted nails made a little scratch on my hand. I maintained the same calm face and gave her a peculiar look instead.
"You cannot touch that, ever", She blurted, putting up more force on the word 'ever'. She walked away from me and placed it inside the cupboard.
I did not react much. "I am sorry", I apologized as it was completely my fault.
She closed her cupboard and then jumped to her bed again. With her one hand supporting her head, she faced me. "It's alright", she said looking at me. The atmosphere grew intense as none of us spoke anything until she introduced herself "Rose, Rose Carol".
But ironically neither her personality nor her clothes matched her name. It was only her beauty that matched it.
Now, It was my turn to introduce myself. I noticed her eyebrows up clearly waiting for my introduction.
I virtually face palmed myself.
"Oh .. sorry .. My name is Gianna Vertes."
"Nice name."
"Yours too."
She smiled which made her look more pretty than before.
After fighting with my subconscious I finally asked her "What's the reason behind all these? I mean, Why are you into these bad stuffs? It's harmful".
I immediately regretted when I saw a sudden change in her expression. I guess it offended her.
I gulped.
"To be more specific, It's a state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma. In other words you can also say that it is because of habitual psychological and physiological dependence on a substance or practice beyond one's voluntary control".
"You can close your mouth Gia."
I quickly closed my mouth shut. I didn't even realize that it was open. Must be because of what I just heard because damn I was shook. I had my head low being totally confused.
She laughed clutching her stomach.
"I am so sorry, I thought you would understand this way better. In short, I was talking about addiction. I am addicted, cant help."
I just reacted with a small "oh" still being mentally shocked.
"Where are your stuffs?", She asked with her eyes trailing around me trying to spot it.
"I had no idea about hostel. Today, I am just here to examine the room. I might shift here tomorrow."
The thought of leaving home, mom and dad saddened me. I am so not ready for this.
"Don't be sad. You will get used to it" she said noticing my sad face. Well, she isn't that bad to think of. I mean I thought so much worse about her but she seemed like a normal girl caught up in a mess of bad things. Like a pretty rose stuck in cactus? Ah sorry, I am bad with examples.
I smiled at her. Maybe, Things will change for good.
"Wanna help me show things around?", I asked her with my fingers crossed behind my back. She will not snap back at me, will she?
"Sure", she smiled and got off her bed.
I let go of my intertwined fingers and smiled back.
We walked through the corridor talking about normal stuffs. We entered the main building, there were many students loitering around and obviously staring me, again. Well , 'some' to me because how could they chose looking at me over Rose? I felt good being a little comfortable with Rose but at the same time I felt little embarrassed looking like a potato among all the stunning students and obviously standing next to a girl who looked no less than a Greek goddess.
Rose showed me the library, the auditorium, sports room and many other rooms.
"That's our school cafeteria", She pointed towards the cafeteria which had a big 'Bon appetite' written on top.
As soon as we entered cafeteria all eyes were on us. On Rose probably. Ignoring all the eye-shots I tried to spot an empty table.
"There", Rose pointed to an empty table few steps away from us.
"Sit here, I will be right back with something to eat". She went.
I looked around the cafeteria, people were staring at me. Well, maybe it wasn't Rose after all, It was me. I shifted uncomfortably on chair. I saw a group of students walking towards me . Two girls and Five boys.They seemed more like a 'gang' with all the tattoo and skin piercing. They stopped right in front of my table. I got a bad feeling.
"Look who we have right here" one of them spoke pointing me and started laughing. What was the joke? A boy took a chair opposite to me and turned it around, he sat there with both his legs on either side of the chair and rested his head on both his hands looking directly at me.
"Nerd"
And I knew I was screwed.
Comments (0)
See all