HIS PLUMPY QUEEN HER BULLY

"So.... What do you think?" the guy in front of me grumbled out, observing me with an hopeful look, clearly written on his face. I squinted my eyes, not even bothering to hide my disgust as I took in the room we were currently standing in. It was a three bedroom flat, two guys already occupying the rooms. This was the only room available, and it was cheap. "I.... Don't know.." I whispered out, stepping over scattered wall debris. What the fuck had happened here? "Look, you won't get somewhere this cheap in such a short notice. This is the best you can get around here." "Damm!!" I muttered, if only I had left earlier, I wouldn't be in this predicament. School would be resuming soon, and I couldn't keep wasting my money on cheap motels. The dorms were full already, which means I needed to find anyone looking for a roommate outside school. But shit.. nobody told me it was going to be this hard. I had checked out so many places, and they were all disgusting or had other issues I couldn't cope with. "I will take it, but only on one condition." He nodded his head, giving me the go ahead to state my conditions. "All these damages will be fixed by you, or be split off from the rent." "We need to have a clear schedule about cleaning." The guy scratched his jaw as he observed me. My heart was beating fast, while my face was perfectly normal. "Deal," he says. "You can remove the money for fixing the damages, then pay up the balance." "One more thing." "Everyone minds their business, occasionally I might throw a party or two." I opened my mouth to object, but he cut me off. "You are only allowed to bring your hookups three times a week, and they should be limited to your room and maybe the kitchen area." He paused, running his hands through his hair. "Well that's all for now, with time, more rules might be added." I nodded my head, mulling over everything he had said. "Ok," I reluctantly agreed. "My name is Bryan Water, welcome on board." "Christy...," I whispered out, before clearing my throat. "Christy Morris," I said loudly, before shaking his outstretched hand, grimacing at how sweaty it was. He released my hands, grinning, before leaving the room. I sighed, taking in the disaster around me. Well... I better get to work, I muttered out. It took about two weeks, but finally, I had successfully cleared the room, arranging it to my taste. While Bryan didn't have any problems, and could be considered an easygoing guy, kelvin on the other hand was a pain in my ass. He would occasionally drop snide remarks about my weight. One time he had eaten my food, and when I had confronted him about it. He had laughed loudly, before crudely commenting on how he was doing me a favor. I didn't need to be told, I knew he was referring to my weight. Being bullied about how fat I was, was something I thought was behind me, but apparently, it was like a curse following me around. I gasped as I checked the time, jumping up from my bed as I quickly dressed up, gathering every essentials I needed. Today was the first day of school, and I wanted to avoid being late at all costs. Thankfully, my flat was very close to the school, so I didn't need to waste unnecessarily on transportation. I jogged down the street, occasionally stopping to catch my breath. I checked my watch, seeing I still had a little time before my first class started. "Hey... hello!" I called, stopping a petite girl on her way to her class or something. She stopped, waiting for me to say what I wanted. "Please can you direct me to the business department?" She pointed at a building to my left, before walking away. "Thanks...." I shouted at her retreating back, before walking towards the building she had directed me to. Originally I had wanted to study medical laboratory sciences, but long story short, I switched to business. By the time I located my class, I had only a minute left before class would start. Quickly, I entered the lecture class, hurrying to the back seat. Finally, I breathed out in relief, before observing the classroom. Few students were scattered around, some discussing with their friends why others were busy reading their books. I smile, before bringing out everything I needed for this class. Not too long after, the lecturer, an old man in his forties, came into the class. He introduced himself, before asking us to do the same. That was all that happened, before I was moving to my next class. It was day one, and I could already see the clear difference between high school and college. Against my mother's wishes, I had applied for some university in New York. Not that I thought I would actually get in, but as a form of wishful thinking. So imagine my surprise when I actually got in. Immediately I saw that acceptance letter, I knew it was fate, giving me a clean break to start over. High school was a nightmare, and every day, I counted the days I could leave all that behind me. Nothing much really happened in school today, unlike high school, I could schedule my classes online and everything. I stopped at a cafe to get something to eat, scrolling through my phone as I waited for my order. "Christy... right?" I snapped my head up at the sound of my name, the familiar sight of Brenda greeting me. "Yea, that's me," I muttered, chuckling a bit. Now for those wondering, Brenda was staying in the flat opposite mine, and was currently in a somewhat relationship with Kelvin. She had intervened most times during our banter, but otherwise was a chill, relaxed person. I could actually see myself being friends with her, if only she wasn't with that asshole Kelvin. "So what brings you here?" she asked, typing on her phone. "I was hungry so wanted to get something." She nodded her head, the awkwardness obvious. "So you're going to the party tonight?" I raised my eyebrows at that, nearly bursting out in laughter. Me, and parties, were too side of a coin. Yeah, not gonna happen. "No, I didn't hear of any party." "Damn..girl where have you been hiding? The party is all everyone's talking about." "Anyways, I think we should go. I heard Brandon Jacobs and his friends are gonna be there." I frowned, I didn't know who this Brandon guy was, so why should I go to my first party because he was also attending. Wait......... this was college, not high school. I have absolutely no reason to not go to this party, especially since I was on the road to rebranding myself and confidence. "Ok, let's go to the party," I agreed, beginning to smile as waves of giddiness floated inside my stomach. If only I knew, I probably would never have gone to that party.