"Oh god finally the last box !" Elliot huffed, dumping the moving box on the elephant grey carpet floor before coming to join me on my bed. 

We have just arrived at college half an hour ago and after registering in the reception hall, Elliot being the bestest human alive, offered to help me with my boxes since my parents didn't come along with us to help me settle in. But luck clearly wasn't on Elliot's side because as soon as we got to my dorm we found out that there's no lift and the worst part is my room is on the third floor. So he ended up carrying all five of the twenty kilo boxes up to my room for me. 

"I thought you said you're strong huh?" I teased him as I passed him a bottle of water. 

"Yea yea says by someone who didn't even carry one box up the stairs." Elliot rolled his eyes at me playfully as I saw him crossing his arms and turning his back on me like a drama queen. 

I laughed at his attempt on pretending to be angry with me because I know he'll never be angry for real since we only had a fight once and it's over a stupid cupcake that I stole from him in grade 3. 

"Aww Ells you know you love me." I cooed, sticking my lower lip out to play along with him.

He continued to ignore me and started chugging the bottle of water that I gave him earlier. 

"Come on Ells." I tugged at his shirt, trying to make him turn around. 

After awhile he finally complied and looked at me expectantly with an evil glint in his eyes. I sighed defeatedly, knowing exactly what he wants. 

"Fine." I drawled. "Cupcake on me later." 

And like I expected, the moment I said cupcake his face lit up instantly with a smug grin plastered on his face.

"Don't get too cocky you-" I tried to search the best insult I could come up with in my head. "you douche!" I said lamely. 

Elliot let out a deep chuckle, "That's the best insult you've got Katie bear ? Seriously ?"

Feeling slightly embarrassed, I punched him pathetically several times with my flabby arms which I doubt would make any damage to his well toned ones. Ugh I hate it when this happens ! 

I changed my tactics and instead tried to push him to the edge of the bed. "Leave you big bully !" I yelled childishly. 

"Okay okay. Chill." He smiled while shaking his head. "I'll leave it to you then. Just text me after you're done." 

Just when I thought he's finally leaving me alone, he swiftly ruffled my hair before he swung my door open and bolted outside the dining area of the apartment. 

Once I caught on to what he had just done, I screeched and ran after him but I knew I was too late when I saw the front door slammed shut. 

Damn it ! I'll definitely get back at him ! 

I really hate it when people touch my hair since I don't have perfect hair like most of the girls out there. My hair is extra thin and flat which definitely doesn't go well with my round face so I usually spent half an hour to fix my hair everyday before I go out or else I will probably look like a failed pumpkin carving face. Trust me I do look that bad. 

I turned around to go back to my room but the cardboard boxes that peeked through my opened bedroom door reminded me that I still had to unpack my stuff. I groaned, already feeling lazy to start. The worst part is I couldn't stuff everything in like I did when I packed for college. 

Dragging my feet across the room, I told myself to suck it up and started unpacking. After taking several 'breaks' in between and forcing myself to get up from the bed every time those breaks end, I finally made it through. 

I plopped myself on my well made bed, scanning my room closely for the first time since we got here. I'm quite satisfied with how everything looks - a queen sized bed against the centre of the light lilac wall opposite to the door, a nightstand on its right, a study desk against the left side wall and a mirror wardrobe on the far end. 

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Now that everything is settled, the only thing that worries me the most now is my roommate. I don't know if we can get along, considering I'm always socially awkward around new people. Gosh I won't be able to forgive myself if I make a fool of myself in front of my new roommate. I can already see a hundred different ways how I can messed up - 

The vibration of my phone pulled me out of my thoughts, I stretched my arm and grabbed my phone off the nightstand. Just as I expected, my mum's name popped up in my screen, I swiped to pick up the call. 

My parents faces popped up instantly but in a weird angle, I've already told them many times not to put their faces too close to the camera but they never listen. So they ended up only having half of their faces shown on my screen. 

"Hi honey ! Is everything settled ?" My mum chirped. 

"Yup. I just finished unpacking. Look." I bragged as I switched the camera to rear facing mode, giving them a room tour. 

"Aww honey, I missed you already. Your dad here cried when you left a few hours ago." She teased as she let out a laugh. 

"Oh why did you tell her that ! I thought you said you're not gonna tell anyone." Dad piped in, annoyance was written all over his face. 

I laughed at their exchange, I love them so much. I really hope one day I can find someone just like Dad. They're so in love even after all those years that they'd been together. 

"How's Elliot by the way honey ?" 

I groaned, "Don't mention him. He messed up with my hair just now !"

"Oh you're overreacting ! You guys are so cute!"

"Mum !" I drawled, " How many times do I need to tell you we're just friends !"

"Whatever you say honey but my intuition is always right. That boy is head over heels for you." She smiled knowingly. 

"Ew gross." I scrunched up nose, "He's like a brother to me." 

"Good to hear that sweetie or else he's gonna go through me before he call you his girlfriend. Don't listen to all those nonsense said by your mother. She doesn't know what she's talking about." Dad snorted. 

Mum looked so offended and hit him by the shoulder. "You're the one who doesn't know anything. Elliot is a nice guy, he can give happiness to her." 

"I know what guys think. I'm just trying to protect her-”

"Can you guys stop talking about this as if I'm not involved." I snapped. 

"No honey - listen to -"

"Bye mum." 

"Wait -" I pressed the end call button before she could say anything else. 

I do feel bad about hanging up on them like this but I couldn’t help it. I always get extra annoyed whenever they talked about this topic. It's not because I hate Elliot or anything but it's just weird to think of him that way and I know he feels the same too. I've known him since I started kindergarten and we've been best friend ever since I know for sure this is never going to change because he's just like my brother. But my parents, well mostly my mum doesn't understand. 

I sighed, deciding to just text Elliot I'm going to find him to get my mind off of the little episode that had just happened.

With that, I put on my converse and left the apartment. Since Elliot's dorm was all the way on the other side of the campus, I took my time to explore my surroundings. The whole way there was basically surrounded by trees and flowers and there's even a running track beside a small lake. I mentally noted to go for a walk in there sometime. After passing by more buildings and restaurants, I finally arrived in front of Everrett House. It was a three storey building just like mine but the exterior was slightly different, the walls were built with red bricks instead of beige bricks which gave it a more retro look. 

I walked inside, trying to search for his room. It was exceptionally quiet today since we came one day earlier, but I'm glad we did that because I really don't want to encounter any guys being naked on the hallway. That would be awkward. 

As I was about to turn left, an angry voice startled me. I stopped in my tracks immediately, knowing that it's probably not a good time to casually walk pass whoever that was down that hallway. 

"Fuck." He growled as I heard a dull thud, which I assumed he just punched the wall. 

I backed against the wall and held my breath. Realising I should just come by later, I slowly turned around, trying not to make any sound. I carefully lifted my right foot and took a large step, putting my arms out on either side to balance myself, but just as I was about to take my second step, my stupid converse had to squeak on the polished hardwood floor. Crap ! 

I cringed at the nasty high pitched sound I made, my heart pounded in my chest. 

"Who the hell is it ?" He snapped as I heard him walking closer and closer to me. 

Oh my god. Should I run ? But I’m sure he can definitely catch up with me! Damn it !

After contemplating different strategies that wouldn’t make me look like a complete idiot, I took a deep breath and finally made up my mind. I poked my head out behind the wall just before he could catch me in a weird position. 

But I knew I made the worst decision of my entire life the second I did that because his face was just a millimetre away from me ! I was literally breathing the same air as him ! 

His steel blue eyes instantly pierced through me, all his chiselled features were magnified by our close proximity. 

Shock was written all over his face for a split second but it was soon replaced by a cold hard stare and a scowl permanent on his face. Though I swear before all the glaring, his eyes softened for an instant. 

I backed away from him before my hormonal teenager heart gave up on me. I could feel my cheeks heat up by both the embarrassment and the close proximity. 

"Umm I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" I stuttered, my voice getting softer than normal. 

He didn't let me finished but instead grunted and trudged his way out, not giving a care of what had just happened. 

I guess I just made my first enemy here in college ...