01

Lily :

As the smoke alarm started making a shrill ringing noise, I cringed and ran in to the kitchen. Cursing, I picked up the burnt toast and threw it in to the trash can, burning myself in the process. With the alarm still ringing I ran to the living room and grabbed a chair, propping it under the alarm so I could reach up and turn it off. That’s when I noticed my roommate and best friend Jennifer come stomping out, a look of sheer annoyance plastered all over her face.

« What the hell Lily ? » She yawned, « You’ve been here for all of two days and you almost burn the place down ! »

As I tried to find the off button, I sighed. « Your toaster is obviously broken. »

« Don’t blame it on the toaster, » Jennifer laughed as she walked in to the kitchen, still dressed in her pyjamas. « You just can’t cook anything without setting it on fire. »

« Hey… » I said indignantly, glancing at her out of the corner of my eye. « I can cook cereal. »

I finally found the off button and pushed it, smiling when the alarm finally stopped ringing. As I looked at Jen I smiled. She was staring up at me with a ‘what the hell’ face. « Cereal ? » She asked.

« Yeah ! Shove it in the microwave and it kinda turns into porridge. Looks like crap but it tastes good, » I laughed, noticing the raised eyebrow Jen was giving me.

As I grinned at her, I noticed her long black hair was a complete mess, and she was yawning loudly. When she saw me looking she stuck up her middle finger and laughed. « You know I have a late start at college today so I was planning on having a lie in. But oh no ! You couldn’t let that happen, could you ? » She said, walking by me and bumping the chair a little on her way past.

My eyes went wide when I felt the chair underneath me wobble. Sticking my arms out either side of me, I tried to keep my balance. It was no use. I felt the chair tipping over and I cried out, trying to grab hold of the kitchen counter as I fell off, sailing to the floor.

« Crap ! » I yelled as I crashed to the floor, landing right on my butt. « Jen, you almost damn near killed me. »

As I rubbed my hip and got up off the floor I heard a loud rip come from my jeans. « Oh you have got to be frickin’ kidding me ? » I whispered, trying to feel for the tear.

While I prayed that my jeans weren’t ripped, I heard laughing coming from the living room. Spinning around I saw Jen in a heap on the sofa, rocking back and forward with tears in her eyes. I scowled as she kept glancing at me, bursting out laughing all over again when she caught my eye. After about five minutes I was getting rather frustrated.

« Are you quite finished ? » I asked her sarcastically, leaning against the worktop, my arms folded over my chest.

« I’m sorry, » Jen gasped, her face red from laughing, « That was just – « 

And just like that, she burst out laughing all over again. « Well I’m fine by the way ! Thanks for asking, » I muttered, shaking my head at her.

Leaving her to her giggling fit, I walked back to my bedroom, massaging my hip on the way. As I walked in to my room, I glanced at all the boxes yet to be unpacked. This was a new beginning for me. I had moved to California about a week ago, and moved in with Jen. We both went to the same college so it was a pretty good situation. And she also happened to be my best friend, so it was a win-win. The apartment was small and shabby, only two bedrooms. But it was home. Walking over to my full length mirror on the opposite side of the room, I stood and sighed at what I saw. Turning around I saw that my jeans had a huge rip at the back, exposing my underwear.

« Great. Just great, » I mumbled as I stomped over to my closet whilst trying to simultaneously take off my jeans at the same time.

Realising too late that it just wasn’t possible to do that, I tripped and fell head first into the closet door, smacking my head in the process. Feeling rather dazed, I slid down to the floor. A headache was already forming and I could just tell that this day was going to really suck ass ! It felt like a lump was forming on my forehead too, but I just breathed out a sigh of frustration and stood up slowly, thinking that this was a pretty crappy start to my first day at college. As I opened the closet door I took out a pair of denim shorts. They would do.

Slipping them on, I made my way back over to the mirror, limping and holding my head at the same time. It’s fair to say that this day totally sucks ! Quickly glancing at my reflection I saw that my wavy blonde hair was a mess. I was having a bad hair day, but it was just too early in the morning for me to give a rats ass ! I didn’t have any makeup on either, and I was just wearing a white vest along with my shorts.

As I collapsed on to my bed, I reached down and put on my black converse and leather jacket that were lying in a heap at the foot of the bed. Huffing out a breath, I picked up my backpack and slung it over my shoulder, marching back into the living room where I found Jen snoring softly on the sofa, her mouth wide open.

I laughed quietly and tiptoed into the kitchen, reaching up into the cupboard for a glass. When I found one, I gently shut the cupboard and walked over to the kitchen sink, trying to stifle a giggle as I watched the water rise to the top. Shutting it off, I creeped over to the sofa and stood over Jen. And before I could think twice about doing it, I yelled « WAKE UP ! » At the top of my lungs, and threw the water straight over her.

Running back to the kitchen I quickly grabbed my bag off the side and ran for the door. « Lily, you’ll pay for that, » I heard Jen shout behind me.

« Don’t bet on it, » I laughed as I grabbed my black helmet and ran out the door, slamming it behind me. I chuckled all the way down the two flights of stairs. Maybe today would be a good day after all.

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Noah POV :

« Aww dude, check out the freshman chicks, » I whispered to my friend Dean, who was standing right next to me.

We were sitting on the steps outside the entrance to the college. Why ? You may ask. It’s simple really. It’s the perfect place to get an eyeful of what’s on offer. And I have to say, I was more than pleased at the opportunities that presented themselves. As I ran my hand through my wavy black hair, I caught the eye of a perky little blonde about twenty feet away. It was obvious that she was trying to discreetly catch my gaze.

Elbowing Dean beside me, I smiled. « We got a livewire over here, » I whispered, nodding at the blonde chick.

« Yeah, I’d give her an eight, » Dean replied.

Frowning, I tore my gaze away from the blonde and glanced at Dean. He was not even paying attention to me, it seems that a girl had caught his eye on the other side of the road. He was too busy eyeing her up to pay any attention to what I was saying. Laughing softly, I turned back around and saw the girl still staring at me. Show time.

I laced up my sneaker and casually made my way over to her, walking slowly so I could really study her. She was wearing a tight short skirt, showing off her long legs. I imagined them wrapped around my waist, her panting above me. As I tore my gaze upward, I noticed that she had a nice little figure, and it was evident that she knew it too ! Oh, I could have a lot of fun with this one. As I reached her, the two friends she was with both looked at me and smirked. Quickly whispering something in her ear, they both walked away, looking over their shoulders at me as they passed.

« Hi gorgeous, » I said as I reached her.

I tried to hold back a smile as she looked at me, biting her lip unconsciously. My eyes watched as she slowly licked the spot that she had just bitten. This girl knew what she was doing. « Hi, » she whispered, staring at me through her long lashes.

« I’ve never seen you around here before, » I whispered, looking her up and down. « I certainly would have remembered, » I added quietly, just loud enough so that she would be able to hear it.

It seemed to work every time. Flatter the girl, and she would be more willing to talk to you. And it seemed that this girl was no exception. « May I ask your name ? » I said, running my hand through my hair again.

« It’s Gertrude, » she smiled, looking at me.