Tables Turned

High school is probably the most conventional way of torturing any kid, it just boggles my mind why anyone would then decide to go to college. It's just school with more responsibilities but less pressure from the teachers. Also people are still not the nicest that you ever have to deal with.

Let's start at the very fucking beginning. My names Savannah, I'm 20 and I'm a transfer student from Oregon. I spent my first two years of college ignoring my studies and trying to get out of going to college, but that all ended when my lovely parents decided to ship me off to San Diego State University to study.

Bullshit right? Oh it gets worse...

They wanted me away from A) my boyfriend, Jake and B) my friends. Apparently both were a huge distraction and pulling me down. Lame!

Jokes on them, I'm the most friendly person ever so I'll just make new friends.

Anyway, I hate college in Oregon, well actually I just hate college in general but my dad has funnelled a shit ton of money into getting me a fucking degree in psychology so I can go ahead and still not get a good job. It's like he doesn't understand American politics and economy. Asshat. Okay he's not that bad but he's not perfect, especially for this.

But the WORST part about all of this is that they're making me stay in student dorms but it ain't like normal dorms. It's not like two people staying in one room. It's like a whole block of apartments and inside one set is 4 bedrooms with a kitchen and lounge; the only saving grace is that we have our own bathrooms and showers in our bedrooms. AND it's mixed sex rooms so, there's a huge chance I'm gonna be staying with a bunch of smelly, horrible dudes whom just want to bone every girl they see.

Summer 2003 was probably the worst summer of my life but hey, now I'm going to live in sun town with a bunch of dudes I'll probably hate.

"Get out of the way!" Someone called out. I looked to my left and saw a dude on a skateboard roll past me with a concerned look on his face. Jeez, is this what everyone in San Diego is like?

I rolled my eyes and continued my stroll towards the apartment block on campus. I sized it up, and it was huge. Apparently my dorm is on the 13th floor so I'd say around the middle of the block.

My heavy backpack continued to slip off my shoulders, earning an angry groan from me. But the sooner I get there, the quicker I can dump this thing.

I climbed up the stairs, angrily. Why did I take the fucking stairs? I'm an idiot that's why. When I got to the dorm room I opened the door and it led straight into the lounge, I could see the kitchen in the background and double doors that led out into a balcony. It was really nice actually.

Suddenly a door opened and a guy with a snapback, long black hair and a fair few tattoos waltzed out. "Tony what the fuck?" A female voice called out, she came into view and stopped when she saw me standing. This Tony dude stopped too and looked at me.

"You're the last one to arrive." He pointed out.

I pointed at myself, "I am?"

"I'm Lyndsey and I'm so glad there's at least another female going to be living here." She walked over to me. I studied her features carefully. She wore all black, skinny jeans and a crop top. Long brown hair swooped to one side and the right side of hair hair was shaved. There were also two lines shaved into her eyebrows and it kinda made me smile, it was different.

"I'm Savannah, but you guys can call me Sav." I said politely. These guys really seemed cool.

"I'm Tony." Tony said stepping forward. "Nice to meet you."

"You too." I smiled at him.

Another door opened and a guy walked out, he had long brown hair and caramel skin. Fuck he was hot. He looked over and saw us standing near the door, I guess I still hadn't shut it over yet. "Well, hi." He said with the smallest, most interesting voice that I had ever heard.

"I'm Savannah." I told him, he then walked over to us and nodded.

"Vic." He announced as if he had some authority. I looked at Lynn and she just shrugged.

"We are just getting settled in then a few friends of ours are coming over to have a small party." She told me. "Oh and your room is that one." She said pointing at the final door that awaited someone's presence in it.

"Thank you." I smiled at them all. I shut the door over and then walk over to the door and opened it.

The room was plain, boring actually. The bed was made with boring white sheets and the walls were a horrible green color. It kinda creeped me out. I guess this is the first time I've realised that I miss home.

I sat down on my new bed and pulled my shitty phone out and dialled Jakes number. It rang out and to my disappointment, he didn't leave his voice mail on. I threw my phone to the side of my bed and groaned loudly.

"Someone's angry." A voice brought me back to reality. I searched for the source and found it was that guy Vic, standing at my open door. I knew I should've shut it over.

"Can I help you?" I asked with an obnoxious tone. He gave me a cheeky smile and shook his head no. "Well, sorry bud but you gotta slip back a step or two." I smiled and grabbed onto the door.

"Well aren't you gonna be fun to live with." He rolled his eyes and walked away.

He's hot, but clearly an asshole.

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"Shots!!!" I heard someone shout. I looked to find whom it was and surprisingly it was Tony. As far as I gathered, he was the quiet type.

I didn't wanna drink, well that's a lie. I wanted to more than anything but I promised my dad I wouldn't get wasted the night before my first day of the new semester. He isn't gonna know the truth but I don't wanna start another school year with a bunch of lies and regrets. "Sav, are you gonna do a shot with us?" Vic asked. His eyes had a drunken glaze over them, it's kinda funny because he reminded me of Jake when he spoke to me. Man I miss him.

"No, I'll pass." I said, I could feel past me flipping myself the finger because it was not like me to turn down booze. I don't like saying no, I don't like this new me that I'm trying.

"Well you know where it is." Lynn grinned at me as she took a swig of Jack. Man I could snatch that right out of her hands right now.

"I'm gonna go to bed actually, thanks for inviting me though." I told them. Everyone gave me a boo but I didn't care. This didn't appeal to me as much as it should've. Unless I was drinking, I didn't wanna be amongst them.

I walked off to my bedroom, this time I closed my bedroom door behind me and laid on my bed. I miss my friends already, if I was at home we'd be out drives to the lake and watching shitty movies. Instead I'm stuck here with people whom I don't even think like me. Maybe I'm not as friendly as I thought I was.

A knock on my door brought me out of my thoughts. I got up and opened the door. To my shock and surprise, Vic was standing on the other side. "Are you okay?" He asked with slight concern in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered quickly. His obnoxiousness from earlier still pissed me off.

"Can I come in?" He asked.

"Fine." I said and opened the door enough for him to come in.

He took a look around the room, mouth half open. "It looks better now." He giggled, drunkenly.

"Yeah, it doesn't look so much like someone puked all over the walls." I shrugged. For some reason Vic found it hilarious. Simple minds find the most boring things humorous.

"What's your issue babe?" He asked me. I folded my arms across my chest and watched him drunkenly away from side to side.

"Firstly, don't call me babe." I warned him. "And secondly I don't have an issue. I'm tired and I've been through a lot so I'm sorry if getting drunk with people that I don't know isn't the top of my list right now." I ranted, and then instantly regretted it.

"What's wrong number princess? Did daddy not buy you a unicorn when you were 7?" He made the most annoying fake crying face I've ever seen. I could've punched him right then and there.

"Leave please." I said pointing to the door.

"Whatever, was going anyway." He said passing me by, he opened the door and turned back to me. "For a hot chick you really are a bitch." He mumbled.

He slammed the door shut leaving me standing in the middle of my room, mouth hanging open. Yep, I love San Diego already.

Notes

So!!! This is my new story, I am nearly at the end of my run with the Scarlett and Vic series so I've started a new story to get you guys going!!!! So read this, comment and tell me what you think about it and if you guys like it then I'll continue it!