Present Time…

Bette checked the time on her phone, “Hey guys, I gotta run.”

“What’s the rush?” Alice responded biting on her straw. “Are you secretly going to meet up with that Helena girl?”

“No, my life does not revolve around her,” Bette rolled her eyes. “Some lady’s going to check out the room that I’m renting out.”

“What?” Shane chewed on the ice cube in her mouth. “Didn’t Alice agree to move in with you or something?”

Bette shot a look at Alice who quickly looked away, “Well apparently, SOMEONE changed their mind when some hot tennis player moved into the room next to hers.”

Shane snickered at the sight of Alice turning red. “Shut up.”

Bette laughed, giving Shane a high five.

“Okay okay, I really have to go. See you guys later.”

15 months back…

Helena and her friend headed to the Paul Haydon lecture hall for their lesson. They entered the lecture hall to find it to be filled with unfamiliar faces gathered at the front of the hall.

“Hurry up people, get yourself settled down,” Professor Lanyon instructed the group of students that just got in.

Once the students had settled down, the Professor, as usual, went on to give a so-called short introduction. And as usual, Helena would just pretend to be listening. Helena scanned the group of fidgety students gather behind the Professor. She stopped when she spotted Gorgeous brunette Bette fiddling with the strap of her bag pack.

Bette was probably one of the most gorgeous people she’s ever met. Her beautiful brown eyes and that olive colored skin tone. Helena wondered what it was like to be biracial.

That very second, Bette happened to look up. Their eyes locked for a moment until the students had started applauding enthusiastically out of the blue. “Let’s give these students a warm welcome.”

They smiled at each other as the clapping died down.

Present Time…

Bette paced around her apartment, making sure that the place was clean and that the room was rentable. She had placed an ad on the papers a week ago or so. The response was great but still, she couldn’t find a suitable roommate to live with due to her picky and fussy nature. Then again, who would have wanted a Satanist as a roommate?