Ariela slammed her alarm clock. If only she had enough energy. Then she'd slam it against the wall, finishing by hurling it out the window.
She fell out of bed (literally) and slowly got up, yawning, disgusted by her morning breath. Her classes started at nine, and she woke up at seven-thirty, being that she took a while to get ready, Stacey even longer.
"Come on Stacey," Ariela said, lazily knocking on her friend's door. "Let's go." no answer, as Ariela expected. She opened the unlocked door, looking at Stacey sprawled on her bed, hair crazed. Oh yeah. She's gonna take forever getting ready.
Ariela walked over to the bed and took off the sheets, shaking Stacey. Stacey swatted with her hand, not in the mood to get up.
"Wake up!" Ariela whined. She cringed at the smell of her breath, desparately needing a toothbrush.
"No," Stacey said. Ariela, more awake now, took a hold of Stacey's leg and dragged her onto the floor.
"I'm gonna sit on you," Ariela said.
"It's early!" Stacey whined.
"Get up," Ariela ordered.
"But-"
"I have a bucket of water waiting in the bathroom. Ice cold, just the way you don't like it," Ariela said. She hadn't filled the bucket in the bathroom she kept just in case of a situation like this, but she would if Stacey didn't get up.
"It's gonna mess up my hair," Stacey said, sitting up. Ariela smiled.
"Good girl! Now get dressed. I have bathroom first," Ariela said, walking to the bathroom. She filled the blue bucket just in case.
As Ariela got ready, she could hear the sounds of Stacey's never-ending closet. It was filled with clothes that Stacey could never wear, since she was so indecisive. It took her twenty minutes in pre-k for her to pick whether she wanted to finger paint in pink or purple (she finally chose red).
At eight fifteen, Ariela finished doing her hair and getting dolled up, and Stacey came barging in.
"Jesus, Stace, calm down. You have forty-five minutes," Ariela said.
"Which is how long you took! Now I'm going to have absolutely no time to get ready. Today is boyfriend-finsing day!" Stacey whined. Ariela left the bathroom and got her bag, ready for her business classes.
At around nine, Ariela and Stacey quickly walked to the campus, only a few blocks away. As they went their separate ways, Ariela could see Stacey staring at guys as she walked, judging them in her head. She smiled and continued to walk to her specific building.
As Ariela entered the room, the seats were already 99% filled up. She took the only seat next to a girl with glasses and got out her things.
"Alright, class, get out your supplies and listen up," said Professor Riley as he entered the room. The girl next to Ariela started to snicker.
"What's so funny?" Ariela asked her. The girl looked at her and shook her head.
An hour into the class, the girl passed a note to Ariela as Ariela was writing down some things. A note? Ariela thought. Really? She opened the folded piece of paper quitely and read the message. 'My name is Kristen,' it read. 'I was laughing because the teacher's pants are ripped in the back.' Ariela looked at the professor, waiting for him to turn around. When he did, his pants were, indeed, ripped a little in the buttox area. Ariela smiled and passed the note back to Kristen, after she wrote back her own name.
After class, Kristen followed Ariela outside.
"Hey," she said.
"Hi," Ariela replied, looking for Stacey.
"Who you looking for?"
"My friend Stacey. We live together," Ariela said.
"Oh," Kristen said. "As..."
"Roommates," Ariela said, giving a confused face to her new friend. "Why?"
"Just asking," Kristen said back. Ariela went back to searching.
"Ari!" Stacey's voice shouted. Ariela did a 360, looking for Stacey. When she went back to her original point, Stacey was standing in front of her. A guy stood next to her.
"Oh. Hello," Ariela said.
"I'm Kristen!" Kristen said. Stacey looked at her, making a 'Who the hell?' face, then looked back at Ariela.
"Okay, so, I met Kyle," she gestured to the melanin-challenged guy standing. "In class. We're going for coffee, right now!"
"Great..." Ariela said, looking at Kyle. He waved. The two then left, leaving kristen and Ariela alone.
"Wanna go for coffee?" Kristen asked Ariela. Ariela shook her head.
"I don't drink coffee," she said.
"Oh. How about we just walk around, get to know each other?" Kristen edged on.
"Sure," Ariela said. They started walking, Kristen encouraged by her personality to start up the conversation.
"I'm an only child, which totally sucks," she said. "My parents are divorced, which I don't why, but that totally sucks too." She's a rambler, Ariela tought, listening. "I'm from Europe. Well, I was born in the States, but my heritage is from Italy, and Italy only, which totally sucks. I don't want to be only from Italy, you know? Like, somewhere else, too, like, from Asia or something. Did you know the Chinese eat over nine million cats a year? Or was it nine thousand? Shoot, I can't remember. Russia is actually in Asia, but it's not considered Asian, which is really weird, since they're in Asia. Do you know where the Phillipines are? I found out yesterday, and I was like, 'OMG!'" Ariela started to get a headache. Stacey could talk a lot, but never like this. She listened as Kristen went on about different states in different places, shocked about where Wisconsin and Maryland were, thinking they were in different places. Then she listened about how Kristen though Washington was the state all in the way in the northwest, bordering with Canada, but it was Oregon instead. Also, she though Oregon was bordered with California.
After their little walk, Ariela said good bye and went to her apartment, tired out. All she could hear were Kristen's 'fun facts' and thoughts about geography. Ariela unlocked the door and was surprised to see Stacey and Kyle there. On the couch. Making out. With tongue. Already.
"Um..." Ariela said. Stacey stopped kissing and went red.
"Hi Ariela! I was showing Kyle the place," she said quickly.
"Don't bother trying to cover up," Ariela said, grossed out. "I'll be in my room. Listening to music so I won't have to hear you two." she quickly went in the room and put on her headphones, doing her homework.
After a while, Stacey came in her room.
"I'm gonna have to go downstairs really, really fast," she said. "I forgot my phone in one of my classes. How stupid am I? Anyway, Kyle's going to stay here-"
"Excuse me?" Ariela asked.
"I have to go downstairs-" Stacey started, talking louder, but Ariela cut her off.
"Kyle is staying? Can't your little friend go with you?"
"No," Stacey said. "Ta-ta!"
"Stacey!" Ariela followed her to the living room, where Stacey bolted off. Ariela looked at Kyle, not locking the door. What if he was dangerous? Ariela thought. Then she wouldn't be able to get out the room fast enough.
"Your friend is a fantastic kisser," Kyle said smiling.
"Good to know," Ariela said, sitting in the kitchen where she kept an eye on him.
"Great place," Kyle said. Ariela nodded. "Small, but good."
"Thanks so much," Ariela said sarcastically. Kyle walked over to her. Ariela put her hand in a fist.
"You don't like me?" he asked.
"I don't know you," Ariela replied. Kyle raised his eyebrows and sat next to her.
"Kyle Marmen, major-"
"I don't need to know your life story," Ariela said.
"With that attitude, you can get yourself killed," Kyle commented. Ariela looked at him.
"What?" she asked. Him jumping right to killing was suspicious. Very suspicious, in Ariela's mind.
"Just kidding," Kyle said with a smile. "I like to scare people."
"Fantastic," Ariela rolled her eyes.
"Well, aren't you rude," Kyle said. The front door opened and Ariela jumped, but it was only Stacey.
"Hi again! Got my cell!" she said. "Ariela, was Kyle a good boy?"
"I'll be in my room again," Ariela said, ignoring Kyle's most-likely-smiling face.
"Okay bye!" Stacey said. Ariela entered her room. "Kyle, come with me again on the couch!"
"Sure thing," Kyle replied. Ariela heard some thumping, then nothing. After a few minutes, her wall started to make tapping sounds. Ariela got out her headphones, wondering what the noise was.
Her room was next to the living room, right next to the couch. disgusting.
"Ew!" Ariela shouted, and hid under her covers to block out the noise.