The Roommate

I curled up on my bed trying to think of a place I could go. I looked at the money I have saved and gotten from my grandma or jobs. I have just enough for a crappy plane ticket and a crappy apartment till I get a job at least. I didn’t have to think anymore I am leaving I’m 18 and sort of responsible at least sort of. I packed all of my stuff and told my grandpa I needed a ride to the airport. When I got there I hugged him and said goodbye and I’ll try to at least visit on holidays. He helped me get my stuff out of the car one last time. I felt like I was going to cry and I mean a lot. I was about to leave and he gave me my old kindle with all my music on it. That’s when I lost it and started to cry and hugged him and ran to my plane now I was late. I plugged both headphones in and was on my way. No looking back now hello Hollywood goodbye little town of Hunters. I fell asleep happy once in my life on the plane. When I woke up I was in California and ready to rock and roll. When I was getting my bag I saw Jake Pitts! He was and still is one of my favorite lead guitarists. I walked up acting cool and smiled he is thinking ‘wow she’s crazy’.
“Do you think there are any cheap apartments around here?” I looked at his oh thank god she isn’t crazy look.
“Nope have you ever been to LA?” He laughed.
“Well not really I only been around this area once when I was younger” I laughed at myself. His smile is really amazing.
“Well I don’t know what to tell you.” He frowned.
“I guess I need to find a bench.” I tried to smile.
“No you’re not you can stay with me” He smiled.
“But that’s something I could never ask from a person” I frowned.
“I would never let a fan sleep on a bench” He pointed to my band shirt.
“I am not going to change your mind huh?” I crossed my arms.
“Nope come on” He smiled and grabbed his stuff.
“Why are you at the airport anyway?” I asked.
“I was on vacation my wife and I broke it off” He trailed off.
“Oh I’m sorry to hear that” He must have loved her very much I can tell he was hurt by that. So we got a cab and after about a good five minute argue he got me to give him my bag to put in the trunk. We got in and no one was talking to I decided to write in my journal.
I can’t believe this. I need some air because this has to be unreal someone pinch me. The date is October 10th 2019 and it’s my turn be happy apparently. So before I go into complete detail why I think I’m not thinking clearly lets go to the day in the morning, so I got out of bed decided today is the day to leave. My grandpa and I had our goodbyes and I got to see the man who encouraged me to keep going to this point. And I will start living with him! Yay life is finally looking up so far so good. Bye journal it’s time to close up and enter my new life with Jake Pitts <3
I closed my journal smiling and I grabbed my stuff and walked inside of the house with him and looked around.
“If you go down that hallway to your left you’ll see a closed door and that will be your new room” He smiled and pointed to the room.
“Once you’re done you can come out and we can watch TV or something” He smiled.
“You know that smile of yours is amazing you should smile more often” I pointed to his lips.
“Same goes for you by the way I never caught your name?” He looked at me.
“Sarah Nichole Cottet the one and only” I sarcastically bowed.
“Nice to meet you now before I tickle you to death go set up your room” He threatened and my eyes grew wide and ran as fast as I could. Now he knows I’m ticklish good job Sarah. I looked around and saw my king bed and two bed stands and a dresser. Next door is my bathroom that I share with him. I put my make-up and shampoo, conditioner and body wash in the bathroom. Then in my room I put my batman bed set on the bed and put my clothes in the dresser and put my alarm clock on the bed stand. I walked out and got a text message on my IPhone and I looked at it.
Joel: YOU LEFT ME?!?!?! L
Me: No I simply wait yeah I did XD
Joel: How dare you :’(
Me: I’m sorry I couldn’t live with her anymore. Then I shut off my phone and dropped on the couch.

Notes

Whew I am a great person. Two stories one typer. Anyone wanna help?