I annoy my roommate because I am 12 years old and really insecure inside. It’s always just to be fun. Sometimes I say she’s touched my cat inappropriately, and that she now has to stay 50 feet away from him. Sometimes I will make offensive jokes about her religion, and sometimes I’ll run around the house in my underwear telling her not to look.
She’s a great person, and a REALLY good sport, so she always laughs..
Today, I was about to hop in the shower, but we didn’t have any towels. I remembered that I had just done towels and they were in the dryer. So, I opened my bedroom door to get one. I saw my roommates bathroom light on and the door wide open. (This usually means she is getting ready to go somewhere, NOT that she forgets to close the door when she is doing ‘her business’.)
I have to walk past her bathroom to get to the washer and dryer, but I am bra-less and in my underwear.
I have a tradition. To grab my underwear and go up to her and say, “don’t look! don’t look at me!!”… .which she usually just laughs off and goes back to applying lipstick….. Today was no different.
I grabbed my underwear and ran up to her bathroom saying, ‘don’t look at me! don’t look at me!!’ She said: “okay…..” .. but she said this in such a weird and uncharacteristic way, that I was about to ask her what was wrong….. but I just stood there, looking at her hair thinking, ‘her hair looks different’.
I stood there for what felt like 30 minutes, but must have been about 4 L-O-N-G seconds just stairing at my roommate, who was dressed like she usually was, but her hair was completely different…..
I was about to say something when my roommates bedroom door opens up and MY ROOMMATE comes out of HER BEDROOM saying, ‘JORDIN?’ and then I looked again, AND THE GIRL IN THE BATHROOM WASN’T MY ROOMMATE…. IT WAS ONE OF HER FRIENDS..
I’m standing there, grabbing my underwear, IN MY UNDERWEAR, telling her not to look at me , then staring at her all-creepy-like for about 4 WHOLE seconds while she is ‘trying not to look’…and IT WASN’T EVEN MY ROOMMATE..
Finally when we cleared everything up, the girl got this really unamused attitude and said, ‘yeah…i’m just gonna go in the bedroom’………
maybe it was too early for her…
I died…. I literally died… I am dead now….. I’m writing you from beyond the grave..
Should I send this to Seventeen Magazine??
