Mr Rude & Me (Undergoing Editing)

My worst nightmare. That's what this is. Why me? What have I done to deserve this? I’m not even exaggerating.

My stupid best friend, Katherine Gray, got me kicked out of our dorm! And now I'm sitting outside with my bags (and multiple pillows) like a homeless person, because I am! I have nowhere to go.

I was at a strict girls-only dorm because my mom thought she could keep me away from boys or something (stupid her) and Kat brought her boyfriend in and we got busted. To make matters worse, they were smoking. And now she ditched me and is staying with him for the time being, leaving me nowhere else to go.

That's what I get for only having one friend. My boyfriend has a roommate, and he's kind of a dick, so there's no way he can let me crash there. I can't call my mom and tell her. She would probably take me to a new college or something. Oh my god, I'm gonna cry.

"Uhh, are you okay?" A concerned voice snaps me out of my thoughts. I spot a guy I don't recognize looking curiously at me. Luckily, not a lot of people are witnessing this awful sight because everyone is in class. We got kicked out just this morning, so I didn't attend any of mine.

I shake my head "No." Don't cry. Don't cry. He's a stranger. You don't want to freak him out. He is a cute stranger with black curly hair and light brown nice eyes. He looks friendly enough, so I don't feel scared of him or anything.

"Why do you have all these bags with you?" He asks, confused and curious. "Oh, I'm Nicholas, by the way. My friends call me Nick, though."

"I'm Chelsea," I smile lightly. "And the bags... I kind of got kicked out of my dorm."