ASHLEY'S POV:
I HATE HIM!
I don't want to be anywhere near him.
He's rude, arrogant, and obsessed with himself! He's a FREAK!
Okay, I accept that he's handsome but I don't want to live with him for 2 FREAKING YEARS!
He's sitting there in the dining room, on the couch. Wearing a black t-shirt and black pants, with white shoes, his hairs set perfect around his forehead. He sat there like he owns the room...well he kind of did...but who cares? I wanted to punch him ughhh!
Suddenly out of nowhere I said,
"I'll take the master suite."
He looked at me his eyes deadpan.
"Why? Exactly." He asked truly in rage.
"Cause I am a WOMAN, duhh!"
He looked at me, serious.
"Tss, where's the gender equality you do? I am a man, you are a woman. We are equal. What'll happen if I get the bigger room? Ain't you independent?"
I looked at him and chuckled, not a good chuckle a devilish one! Like: "HAHAHAHA!!? "
" Says a person who can't live without bringing his soft toy bunny! Didn't you bring it to the trip last year!?"
He suddenly turned a shade of red...
I could count what he was feeling, shocked, flushed and embarrassed!
"I can hug and kiss whoever I want! "
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I was happily laying and rolling over the king sized bed, I finally had gotten the master suite. It was big, obviously. A large cozy bed, two side tables on each side. A big mirror, and a window, a study table, and a great bathroom. I liked this room it had dim light that's what I liked. My phone rang out of nowhere, scaring me as I quickly picked it up. As I picked it up and saw the caller with name I was crying for since I left.
Calling now: MOM♥️
Oh I missed her so bad, I picked up the call.
"Hello, maa" I said my voice cracking a bit as the tears I hadn't even noticed started rolling off my eyes. I was missing OUR memories. People don't realize that even your parents scolding you can become a memory you cry to, both when you hate them or miss them..
"Hello? How are you? Is everything okay? Did you eat anything? " Her voice filled with worry, it looked like she was rapping, I wanted to laugh.
"Calm down, mom! I was just going to eat!"
This is my mom, she's always this worried. I have a cute little family of five. My dad, my mom, my sister, and my little brother. My dad! Papa Joniean, who's chill and strict at the same time, he's a bit goofy too! Then my mom! Momma Joniean, she's really funny, cracking jokes that don't make sense...no offense mom! But her anger... she's out of her mind when she's angry...
Then Me! Ashly Joniean, I am the eldest child, that means more responsibility, and more trouble! I need to be more good to be a role model for my siblings.
Then my sister, Alia Joniean (A-li-ya!)
She's the middle child, but she's not ignored, she's recognized by my parents and she's loved! Me and her share everything, we are the gossip buddies!
Then the troublemake-sorry I mean my brother! Andrew Joniean, he's the trouble maker, me and Alia are always scolded because of him, but he's also kind...but he's so mischievous ughhh..but he's too cute...! Not fair.
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I was crying, because I missed my mom, my house, my memories, and my ROOM!
I hadn't told my mom that my roommate was a GUY (whom I hated!) if I had, she would be so angry that her and papa would have come here in 30 minutes!
"Okay mom, bye bye! Love you too! Take care! Yes I'll eat food!"
As I hang up on my mom, and wiped the tears away, even though I knew my nose has gotten pink, and my eyes are puffy. As I threw the phone on the other side of the bed, suddenly the door slammed OPENED