All The Odds

One

//Once upon a time, a few mistakes ago. I was in insight, you got me alone, you found me, you found me...// I knew you were trouble-Taylor Swift.

"Bella!" he sing-song in that horrible, horrible voice of his. I snap the open book in my laps close and quickly cover myself with the blanket, pretending to be sound asleep but my room mate dramatic entry could wake even the dead.

"Watch out!" he screams and I stiffen knowing he will bounce on me soon...

"Ough" I gruff as his dead weight landed on me. "I think you broke a rib."

"Tested and trusted to wake you from your fake sleep" he grins, pulling me to a sitting position. "Remember the friend I told you was moving in with us?" he ask, ruffling my hair. I swipe his hand with a pillow, which he expertly dodge.

"You broke my ribs." I repeat, squinting my eyes at him, I remember he said something like that this morning as I was rushing out of the house, already fifteen minute late for classes, thanks to my nightmare.

"You've survived worse. He's in the living room go make him feel at home, I'll be with you soon." He says and begin to leave my room.

With a frown I scramble out of the bed. "I need a girl now that you're going to be two guys. I wish your girlfriend will just move in with us already."

With a laugh, Daniel pause to look at me from the entrance. "Trust me, you don't want Cynthia in this house. Do you have any idea how freakishly independent she is? You both get along only because you rarely see each other and this guy is great, you wouldn't even know he stays here. You might wanna change into something appropriate though." he says eying me up and down. "I already told him, he's not allow to look at you, but you are not allow to tempt him either"

"Oh come on, of course I'm going to change, you are only allow to see my fancily long legs because you are my best friend, and you've given yourself the role of the brother I never wanted." I tease walking towards my closet to get something longer than my hip length Minnie pajamas.

"They are long alright, but aren't that fancy." Daniel says scrunching up his nose. I gasp in mock horror and throw the nearest thing I could find at him before he rush out of the door.

This is us, I couldn't have chosen a more lovable room mate, but then again I didn't, he and his girlfriend chose me.

I clear my throat as I enter the living room with bare feet and spot the new guy intently staring at our landscape portrait on the wall. Cool, Daniel got us a rock star. I thought, noticing the guitar strap around him.

He quickly turn around at the intrusion, his blue eyes going wide as they land on my brown ones. "You?" he says with a disgusted look.

"Iverson?" I whisper in disbelieve and instantly begin to shake. I can feel my legs giving up on me, turning into Daniel's overcooked spaghetti.

Hold it together Bella, this isn't real, its just a dream, its a dream.

I shut my eyes and open them again, but he's still standing there, a somewhat, puzzled and irritated look on his face.

No he can't be here, it's never happened in the apartment before and he doesn't frown in my dreams, he's always laughing maniacally, making fun of me.

Wait, where is Jasmine? Usually, she would be the first I see, she would have been here, embarrassing me, humiliating me, and he would have been in a corner with a red cup in hand, laughing and watching as Jasmine and her clowns pour muds on me.

People would have gathered calling me names. Why is it just him today?

"Ah.. Bella" a voice calls from behind. I whirl around so fast expecting Jasmine to pounce on me. Instead Daniel approach me with a smile. "I see, you've already met our guest?" he says and my eyes grows painstakingly big