That day I went back to my crummy apartment in my old run-down ford. It was the only thing my mother had given to me during high school, other than depression and anxiety, though it wasn't the best ride in the world; it got me to the places I needed to be perfectly fine.

I had my things packed and ready to go inside the car, not leaving a space empty other than the driver's seat. When I walk back into the building I knock on the owner's door in the front left of the building near the entrance.

It belonged to a grumpy old woman in her mid-thirties.

She had a lot of cats and she was pretty nice.

The door opens in a second, revealing the big woman, who was chewing her gum obnoxiously. "What do you want? Don't tell me you need another one of those cockroach extermination's, or is it the rats?"

"No, it's none of those things Ms. Ritter," I tell her as she continues smacking her gum harshly, her eyes telling me to get on with it. "I'm moving out remember, I'll be living in my dorms so..."

I extend my arm after reaching for the keys from inside of my pocket and hand it over to her.

She takes the keys and blinks before looking back up at me. "So that means I won't be expecting pay next month."

"Uhh yeah," I say dumbly. I mean I was moving out so that was pretty obvious...

"Well goodbye." She says shortly before slamming the door shut in my face.

With a sigh, I head back out of the building with newfound enthusiasm.

So maybe Ms. Ritter wasn't that nice but I was finally leaving this place behind, I know I said leaving my hometown was the start but I was sure this is what the beginning of a new chapter of my life felt like.

"Central West University's population of women for this batch's first years only consists of 12%, including you Miss."

Once the tour guide had told me that, everything seemed to make much more sense. The hungry stares, the lack of females, the attention overall.

It wasn't because I was pretty or thinner now, no; it was because the boys there probably rarely ever see a human with a second hole between their legs.

That made it even more nerve-wracking for me.

I mean that fact alone wasn't enough to scare me off. I was a new me and I could definitely learn to handle the attention. Besides I was already off the markets. I have Alex.

He didn't have all the money in the world like Daniel, but he was more than enough. He was the only one to ever love me with my flaws.

So there was nothing to be worried about, there was no competition when it came to him.

When I reached the red light with Alex on my mind, I reach for my phone and dialed his number before setting it back down on speaker as it rang on the headboard of my car.

It ringed for a bit before going to voicemail. It did that a lot lately.

"Hey Alex. It's me, Charlie. I was hoping you would call me back, I have something important to tell you." With a grin on my face, I closed the voicemail.

This was it.

I was finally going to tell him I was here in the same city as him.

I was going to tell him everything. No more lying about being back at home. I'll finally get to see him, he'll finally be able to see the new me and I could tell him all about my university.

I wouldn't be alone anymore.

I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when he saw me now.

...

I park my car right in front of building A. Central West University was a big place and in order to move around campus, there were many roads for the vehicles.

I was surprised such a big school's populations of girls were 12%, and basically, the females in our freshman year were less than half of that.

And I was sharing a dorm with a guy.

I hope he's nice.

I grab the first box from inside of my trunk and start heading up the stairs and into the building. I only manage to get to the first floor and I was already exhausted.

Unfortunately for me, my room was on the last floor.

"Hey sweet thing, need some help?" A deep voice asks and I whirl around to face a tall Asian boy. He was cute, but despite the nickname he used for me, he actually wasn't eyeing me like a piece of meat.

His dark brown eyes look honest for some reason.

When I didn't respond, he chuckles and bends down, easily gripping the box over one of his shoulders. "Uh, thanks..."

So there were decent boys here.

"So where to?" He asks, following after me on the staircase. I flip my scarlet hair over my shoulder before turning to him with an almost apologetic smile.

"Last floor?" I raised my eyebrows, thinking he might drop the box and leave me to carry them all on my own. I wouldn't blame him. Even if I had muscles like his I wouldn't have the strength to carry them all the way up there.

"Alright." To my surprise, he continues walking after me instead of leaving me to feign for my own. People are actually nice when you're not fat and ugly. When we reach the last floor to my dorm- room, I turn to him with a thankful look on my face.

"Thank you so much for helping me," I say truthfully and watch him shrug. Rubbing the back of his neck like it was nothing. My eyes narrow in on his biceps and I can't help but think it probably was nothing with the size of those guns.

"No problem. You're a freshman too right, if you have any trouble with the rest of your luggage, I could help?" He offers and I shake my head.

"It's fine. I'll just ask my roommate for help, so far the people here are really nice." I smile and he returns it before outstretching his hands.

"I'm Jack Lin by the way; I live on the floor right beneath yours."

"Charlie Davidson." I shake his large rough hand with a small smile. At least I didn't stutter this time. "Nice to meet you."

"You too. Hey, I was wondering if maybe-"

Oh, I knew where this was going. Jack was a pretty decent guy compared to the rest of those animals but I had to make things clear, had to give it to him straight.

"I have a boyfriend." The words tumble out of my mouth before I could stop them.

It was weird telling someone that. I never usually had to use the I-have-a-boyfriend card on anyone because no one actually ever approached me, not even my mother believes I have a boyfriend. So saying those words felt a little strange to me.

Jack furrows his eyebrows before he bursts out laughing.

My heart sinks, why was he laughing? Did I totally read the atmosphere wrong? Oh god...

"No I wasn't, I'm not," he says in-between laughs. "I'm gay."

I freeze-my embarrassment more evident on my face. "Y-you're gay?"

Jack tenses before groaning. "Don't tell me you're one of those homophobes who can't stand gays."

I frown before shaking my head and gesticulating with my hands 'no'.

"No! I love gay people!" I tell him truthfully. "It actually explains why you're so nice," I add which was true. Back when I was fat and ugly, gay people were about the few nice people I would come across.

"Thank God," he sighs.

"Yeah. I'm sorry I read that completely wrong, it's just that-"

"The people in this university are horny animals?" He finishes and I nod, chuckling a little.

"It's okay. But what I was actually meaning to ask you was if you wouldn't mind coming to this party Building C is throwing tomorrow. Lectures start soon so we're trying to enjoy the little freedom before we can." Jack explains with a small impish smile of his own.

I wasn't really a party type of person but I also didn't want to be that same boring person I was in high school. So I surprise myself with what I'm about to say next:

"Uh sure! That would be cool." Jack nods with a smile on his face.

What have I gotten myself into?

"Cool," he says back. "I guess I'll see you there then Charlie." And with that, he's walking back down the staircase, waving shortly before he turns the corner.

Once he's gone, my smile drops.

My first party! I got invited to my first party!

I was freaking out.

Shaking my head along with my thoughts, I pick up the heavy box and pull out my key to my dorm-room. Unlocking it, I push it open to see a half-naked boy in the middle of the room, looking at me with wide eyes.

What the-

Without thought, I find the box I was holding tight in my grasp falling right out of my hands at the sight.

The boy had dark black hair and matching eyes, his features strong and chiseled to perfection. His lips were a light pink, which was now parted, as he stood there in only a pair of dark blue boxers. Tall, dark and lean.

"Who the hell are you?" He snaps and suddenly he becomes really familiar.

"Hey! You're the jerk that bumped into me twice!" I point an accusing finger at him and he scoffs.

"You're the idiot who can't watch where she's going!" He says back, glaring my way.

"Y-you're my roommate?" I ask in disappointment, hoping it wasn't true. Why couldn't he be someone as warm and friendly as Jack? Why did I have to have such bad luck to end up with him as my roommate?

This boy was clearly rude and had eyes that felt like they would freeze you over.

"I'm just as overjoyed." He says flatly, rolling his eyes.

Ignoring him, I bend over to pick up the box and place it beside the only bed which wasn't made, presuming it had to belong to me. I was surprised I was able to take my eyes off of the boy's body but for some reason looking at him irritated me.

"Where are you going?" He asks as I head back over to the door. The audacity!

"To get the rest of my luggage," I reply as if it were obvious before my eyes flash with hope. "I would love some-"

"Good luck." He says, falling flat on his back on his bed and reaching for his phone on the bedside table, completely ignoring the look of incredulity on my face.

"--help?" I whisper but it was pointless.

What a jerk...

With a huff in exasperation, I slam the door shut behind me.

In the end, I end up carrying all the luggage on my own up the flight of stairs, after each box, I return to my dorm even more out of breath than before and my roommate still didn't feel the least bit of sympathy.

What a gentleman he was!

If only I took Jack's offer...

The last thing was my duffle-bag which wasn't as heavy as the rest of my belongings. When I finally reach the last floor, gasping for breath, a hand supporting my aching back I felt my back-pocket buzz.

Pulling out my phone and bringing it to my ear before I see the caller-ID I release a huff of air in exhaustion. "Hello?"

"Char? Is that you?"

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