❣️ ROOMMATES❣️
?By Authoress Pinky?
?Chapter Three (3)?
Subtitle: {Roommates????}
★Ella’s Pov★
?FLASHBACK?
*What’s your dream, darling?* Mom asked as we lay on my bed. She had read me a bedtime story about a little girl who had a dream of becoming a medical doctor but ended up becoming a maid to a prince.
I stared at the ceilings with my index finger on my chin as I thought of what I wanted to be. Honestly, I had no idea but one thing for sure, I do have a role model. Someone i admire and wish to be.
My mom.
I grinned. *i want to be like you, mommy.* I replied.
She started laughing. *really?* I nodded my head yes. She pulled me closer to herself and ki-ssed the top of my head. *I really appreciate that, baby. But mommy don’t want you to be like her.*
I scrunched my eyebrows at her in confusion. *But, why?*
*Because mommy wants you to be yourself. Everyone has a dream. You have a dream but you are probably too little to realize it yet, but you will soon realize it with time.* She smiled. *You could probably be an artist. I’ve seen most of your drawings. They are really pretty.*
*But those are the drawings my teacher had asked us to draw.* I said.
*yeah. But that doesn’t still change the fact that they are pretty.* There was a long silence before she spoke again. *Maybe one day when you are old enough, you will draw a picture of me, right?*
I grinned. *Right. I’m going to make you really pretty.* I said.
She chuckled. *good. That’s why, you have to study really well and become a real artist.*
*Mom?* I called again after a long silence.
*yes baby.*
*why did the girl end up becoming a maid to a prince?* I asked.
*Because that was her destiny.*
I was really confuse. How can one’s destiny be to become a maid to a prince? Was that a curse or what?
*that’s too bad.* I murmured.
*No, sweety.*
*it isn’t?* I asked getting so surprise.
Mom chuckled over my outburst. *Yeah. Do you know why?* I shook my head no. *That’s because if she hadn’t become a maid to the prince then they wouldn’t have cross paths with each other and then the prince wouldn’t have fallen in love with her and she wouldn’t have become a queen.*
I gasped. *She became a queen?!?*
*Yes.*
*That means I should just become a maid to a prince instead of becoming an artist.*
My mom laughed again. *Sweety, everyone are different. Not everyone are lucky. The girl wasn’t the only maid in the palace but yet, the prince fell for her. Tell me, what would you say about the others?* I didn’t say anything. *So you see. And besides, if you don’t become an artist then you’ve broke your promise on drawing a picture of me.*
*I won’t break that promise, mom. I’m going to draw a picture of you. That’s why I’m going to study very ha-rd and become an artist.*
She dropped a light ki-ss at the top of my head and pulled me closer to her. *good.* That was her last word as we both fell asleep.
?FLASHBACK ENDS?
I rested my head against the window as they plane took off from the ground. Honestly, I really don’t know if I had made the right decision. I mean, what about dad? Was he going to be alright without me being around?
But then, how about my promise to mom? I have to study. I have to draw a picture of her before her birthday comes around.
I adjusted my gla-sses and sighed. Is my life going to change for the better when I get to college. Hey, don’t misquote me. I’m very happy to be with my father and Winnie. But sometimes i just wish I could escape from the past. Escape from the pain, from the guilt.
“You are going to break that phone, you know that right?” A voice said.
I pulled away from the window and turned to the person who had just spoken. A guy of my age was seated by my side. He was grinning at me.
“what?” I asked.
He gestured to my hand that was on my lap. “you’ve being clenching unto your phone for a really long time.” He said.
I stared down at it and yeah, he was right. My phone was clenched between my hand. I slowly let go of it and sighed.
“thanks.” I mumbled softly.
“for what?” He asked giving me a weird look.
“for making me realize my foolishness. I almost got my phone damage. But thanks to you, I didn’t.”
He laughs softly then extended his hand for me to shake. “I’m Owens.” He introduced.
I slowly nodded my head before taking his hand in a friendly shake. “Ella.” I simply said.
“Just Ella?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I replied.
“going to college?” He asked.
I was going to keep mute. I mean, why was he suddenly getting so interested in my life and business? It’s not like we are friends or something.
“yeah. You?” I asked him.
I nodded his head yes. “yeah. first year?” I nodded my head yes. “me too. Um, are those gla-sses recommended?” He asked.
“yeah. Why, you don’t like girls that wears gla-sses?” Gosh, why did I say that?
He smiled. “I never said that. I thought you were just putting it on for fancy.”
I gave him a look of, ‘are you kidding me?’ “What girl will wear a glas-sjust for fashion?”
“most girls do.” He said like it was an obvious answer.
“well, that is ‘most girls’ not me.” I said air quoting the most girls.
He laughs softly and nodded his head in agreement. “True.” He concurred. A comfortable silence fell between us until he spoke again. “What are you going to study?” He asked.
“art.” I said. We both talked for a really long time and I must confess it was really good in talking to someone. Although, he was the first friend I’ve ever had.
Wait, friend?
“can we be friends?” He suddenly asked, it was as if he had just read my mind.
“Is that even necessary? I mean, this might probably be our last time in crossing path.”
“True. But hey, never say never. Who knows, we might probably cross path.” He said with a shrug.
“but_” I began but he cuts me off.
“Can we be friends, Ella?” He asked, calling me by my name. Aside from my parents I’ve never heard anyone call me by my name. And that was because I had no friends. Maybe being friends with him wouldn’t be a bad idea.
“Fine.” I said.
“good.”He said with a grin.
****
I breath in the fresh air and exhaled it as I glance throu-ghthe unfamiliar surroundings. Finally, i’m here. Yay!! Who am I fooling? I’m definitely not happy about it.
Owens and I had parted ways but we exchanged numbers before parting ways.
My phone dings which signifies that I have a new message. And of course it from dad. I mean, who else do I know.
I read throu-ghthe message.
My World❤️: Have you gotten to England? Call me as soon as you get to your apartment, okay? I love you.
I smiled as I read the text. I really do love him. I made my way to the road and hailed a cab. I got into the cab and we drove down to the college.
Hours later we got to the college. I got out of the cab and paid him for his service before collecting my suitcase and stepping away from the cab. The cab drove off seconds later.
I sighed as I turned back to stare at the building. It was really large and beautiful. God, I wonder who it was that made a place as beautiful as this place.
I rolled my suitcase with me as I made my way down the street in search of my apartment. I had chosen an apartment with a girl named….Claire. I hope we will both be comfortable with each other.
But what if she hates me? What if_ What if_ She…she…I dug my nails on my palm as I started getting nervous again. I need to calm down. I have to.
I finally got to the apartment. This is it. This is a big step. My big step. I walked into the building. I walked over to the lady sitting at the front desk and collected the key to my apartment from her and made my way to the elevator. I walked into the elevator and punched the 17th floor.
The elevator came to a stop and it slide open. I walked out of the elevator and went in search of my apartment, rolling my suitcase with me. I got to the front of the apartment. I took out the keys and unlocked the door to the apartment before walking in. I shut the door close and look around the house.
It was magnificent. The painting are really pretty. I left my suitcase at the center of the sitting room and walked over to the kitchen that was at the corner of the sitting room.
I guess Claire isn’t here yet. I fixed my leg well as I shrugged my shoulder. I poured myself a glas-sof water and was going to take a gulp when I heard the sound of my suitcase crashing down.
Wait, what was that? Or has Claire arrived before me? Or is she here now?
I set the cup right back at the counter and hurried my way to the sitting room and was dead surprise to see a guy with a black jeans and black hoodie on, he was staring at my suitcase like it was a disease.
I couldn’t see his face clearly because he had the hoodie on. Wait, what if he was a thief? Oh my god.
I rushed back into the kitchen and grabbed a fry pan. Although, this can’t really be used to defend myself but holding these is better than being harmless and then gets hurt by a thief.
I slowly made my way to the living room but he wasn’t there any longer. I walked over to the rooms. I opened the first, it was empty. I was going to open the second one when it was suddenly pushed open. In shock I shut my eyes close and hit the person right on his head.
****
“Are you kidding me? You fu-cking hit my head.” He said coldly.
I rolled my eyes as I crossed my arms across my ch-est. “you brou-ght it upon yourself. I thought you were a thief or something.”
“what? A thief. Are you crazy?”
“Excuse me? You don’t talk to people that way.” I snapped.
He scoffed. “and you can’t just hit people. Who are you, by the way? And why are you even here?”
“This is my room. I live here. So you tell me, what are you doing here peeking at people’s properties!”
“what? You live here? Wait, you are not the roommate with that ridiculous name.”
“what? Ridiculous name? And yours is what? Better?” I snapped.
“Listen, I don’t know who you are and I don’t care. But just so you know, this is my apartment. I live here.”
“what?!? You can’t be serious. are you even listening to yourself? How can a boy and a girl stay in one room? Together? seriously?” I sighed. “And besides, you are definitely not the one with the name Claire. Because that name is obviously a girl’s name.”
“Yeah. But she left for another room and I took this room. Wait, why am I even explaining all these to you?”
“Are you trying to say…no, it can’t be.”
“That we are roommates?” He asked. He shrugged with a smirk on his stupid face. “yeah, I guess we are.”
“What?!? You have got to be kidding me?” TBC.