The start of it part 2

The start of it part 2

      The drive back from Baylor to Copperas Cove is a pretty boring one, just your basic treeless Texas highway riddled with random gang graffiti and speed limits you’ll be hard pressed to find in other states. This lack of scenery is bad for some people like me who have an “overactive imagination”; it breeds the perfect ground for daydreaming and obliviousness for a little thing the highway patrol considers important: the speed limit. I lost count of how many speeding tickets I’ve gotten after the 6^th one, I know I’m speeding, we both know I was speeding, I don’t need you to tell me that I was. Anyways, after seeing how the other side lived I was ready to drink the night away with my newly acquired roommates and get to know Kelly a little bit better. I roll back into my new pad around 1900 and start pounding the Goose and Redbull with crystal and Jon asking them if they want to order in on some pizza; they respectfully decline and I inquire about Kelly. “Where’s Kelly at?”

Crystal: oh she’s in her room on the phone with her boyfriend ben.

WELL there go my chances for that! Hahaha just kidding, I wasn’t about to let her “boyfriend” that decided to move to another state stop me from potentially sleeping in an actual bed instead of on the floor in my Army issue sleeping bag. So about an hour goes by and I am shooting the shit with my roomies about where we’re from and how fast we can get drunk and Kelly decides to come out of her room. I start off with “HEY YOU WANT SOME PIZZA AND VODKA??!” And of course her response is a confused smile and “ uhhhmmm no thanks, I have a test tomorrow.” After my sloppy swing and miss she heads back to her room and I continue pouring more Goose and Redbull into my body and decide “I haven’t had booze in about a year so after drinking half a bottle of vodka, NOW is a good time to go drunk talk to my new roommate about how lonely I am.” I stumble the 10 feet from the kitchen to her room and knock rather intrusively; she opens up and I come in. 

“WHAT ARE YOU UP TO TONIGHT?”    

                  

She tells me that she is watching some lame college football game because her BF is REALLY into it and now so is she. I hang around and we shoot the shit for a while and I tell her how I am going through a divorce and she tells me that she knows how I feel since she has had about 4 or whatever and before I know it she is waking me up to tell me she has to go to school. For the longest time I thought that this fact was just between me and  her until I found out crystal noticed my door was open that night and went to close it since her cat had a habit of pissing on strangers shit and she noticed I wasn’t in there.                                                                                                                                     We didn’t “sleep together” that night but shared her bed, which is something that most boyfriends would consider “cheating”. We had an awkward romance for about 2 weeks until she ironically moved out of state to live with her boyfriend after her semester was over so she could be with him for Xmas and to start their life together.           
           I got back from work the day she told me she was leaving and noticed her car gone and opened her door since I knew she was gone forever to discover her room, emptied, all but a crafty sign that read “I don’t get drunk, I get awesome.” She left it for me for sort of as a goodbye see ya never since I told her I thought it was the most awesome thing stuck on wood since Jesus. Whatever though, I had better things to do than waste my time talking to my roommate about how she shouldn’t be cheating on her bf with me.