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Little Lucy

Chapter 3 Continued

Word Count: 1035    |    Released on: 17/02/2024

till taste Collette's mouth. I could still smell her perfume and her shampoo against my face. That kiss! I could still feel that kiss! My first kiss! Holy cow! She just stole my first kiss. I've

s near the shoe stack. I saw her name. EZEH COLLETTE CHI-CHI. CHI-CHI?! I gasped in fright that I stumbled to the ground. My towel fell off and it was just me on the floor with my hands covering my mouth in fright. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!! It can't be. I should have known.She was my roommate. "There must be some mistake," I was speaking really fast to Temi. "She can't be my roommate. No, it's not just possible." Temi was standing outside her room, watching me with surprised eyes. I wouldn't say I blame her. I was supposed to be in my pyjamas, not in my towel standing before her room, raging my complaint. I noticed other girls in pyjamas were staring oddly at me as if I was some crazy lunatic. But I didn't care. I want Collette out of my room. I want her out. That was all that mattered to me. Geez, Lucy," Temi was scratching the back of her head. " Take it easy. You're sweating." 11 Screw the sweats," I said, visibly angry. " I can't stay in that room with Collette. It's either she leaves or I leave." 11 11 And why is that?" I was getting fed up. " Because I don't want to. Is

e." They're your cards. Play them." And she walked out of the room, leaving me alone with Collette. For a long time, there was silence. I slowly turned my head to see Collette. She was still busy, solving some problems on a sheet of paper with her calculator. 11 Light's out would be in five minutes," she said, without looking at me. " Go get a shower and climb your bed." This time, I didn't protest. I went under the shower, washed up and raced back to change into my pyjamas.Then I climbed the bed and covered my face w

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