Woah look at that, she's BACK!

Its frustrating, living in your own apartment that you and your roomie split...and then find out that she wants you to move out. Because her precious Boy toy is moving in, and I personally don't get along with the bastard; so she thought it was alright to beg me outta there...when she could have just as easily moved out and into HIS apartment.

I sat with my survival bag under my feet at the local coffee grind. I looked like a homeless person. Sad thing was...I technically was a homeless person. My guy friend Robert sat across from me, sipping his black coffee. God, the kid needed some taste buds, that was just shiver-worthy.

"So, your out on the streets huh?" He mumbled before taking a large bite off his Danish. I giggled as crumbs clung to his five o'clock shadow. "Yeah I guess I am." I murmured darkly, burying my face into my vanilla chai. Absorbing the yummy-ness through my lips puckered like I was kissing my lover.

"that's sick." He gestured to my chai. I gave him a pointed glare down at his own Concoction...of dark nasty-ness.

"Well, where am I gunna go till I find a new place?" I bowed my head and huffed a sigh. He chuckled. "You can only stay with me two days tops. Then you're back on the streets. No girlying up the place either." He declared. I shot him a irritated look. "Only two days? Your as bad as Marissa." I hissed. "Too bad, street rat." He ruffled my hair and I fussed over putting it back in place. Good job Rob. I appreciate the kindness...NOT.

I huffed and walked with him towards his own apartment. He pointed to the couch with a mumble of "Make yourself at home."

I scowled at him. "What?" He grunted crossing his arms.
"Am I your best friend Rob?" I murmured darkly. He sighed before rubbing at his face. "Yeah...I guess you are." He shrugged a shoulder.

"And your going to make ME sleep on the couch?" I gave him a pointed glare. He smiled a big smile. "You wanna share the bed with me? Cause there's no way I'm gunna be sleeping on that death trap. Hell, I don't even SIT in it." He shrugged a shoulder. "Oh, so besides being unhelpful...you wanted to kill me." I hissed over at him. "Mmm, well...understand, it's no offense or anything, but you can't walk in a man's crib and expect him to sleep on the couch for you. You are not my girlfriend. You get the couch, or you can suck it up...and find your own place." He tapped me on the forehead as he said this. And that's what was irritating about Robert. He was at least six inches taller then me, strong, muscular man...and he tapped on my forehead with his index finger like he was scolding a young child. OOOOOHHH that made me SO mad. I stuck my tongue out at him and threw my survival bag onto the couch. "Fine" I grunted irritated as I walked towards a phone. "I'll call ma and tell her where I am, and ask her to look into a new place for me..." As I started dialing the number he sighed and punched my shoulder lightly. "You need your mother to find you a new place? What are you seven years old looking for the 'Barbie dream castle'. Your on your own, you need to not go crawling back to her...you need to finally grow up Keegan." He hung up the phone for me while I stared at him blankly. He didn't just compare me to...asking my mom for the Barbie dream castle...did he? And I was NOT Seven years old! What college kid gets compared to a seven year old twit?

I huffed before hugging my arms to myself. "Fine...then how to you propose I look for said apartment?" I whined. He rolled his eyes and pulled up a chair at his computer desk across the room. "Hmmm...why don't we check the newspaper want adds, and then scan the local city webpage. They always have something interesting posted there." He grinned at me for the first time today. "URG. Wise-ass!" I snapped as I plunked down in the chair, before he sat down with poise that made me sick. Ew, a boy was more graceful then I was.

And then the torture of scanning through the dreaded newspaper want adds took up the rest of our time before I was forced to sleep, rather begrungidly might I add, on the couch...that literally swallowed me whole...and stole my sock that I was sure I could never get back again.

Hey guess what ya'll?! I AM BACK! And rearing another story. (Sorta.) I am kinda just writing it, and I was debating on if I should post it. It's actually the first story that can sort of be related to real life. And the fun thing is I have been getting my guy friend's reactions to things to see where I can go from here. And yes...the main Male in this story, Robert, is based of a real person in my life. Okay...so basically three boys that mean so much to me. I scrambled them all into one body. XP they know that this is going on, so there's my disclaimer. XD

Alright so, if this story is remotely interesting to you, Give me a message. You can hit that little button that says PM or whatever, or just review. Unless I know you well enough, you can't have my email. No flamers. Cause Flamers are haters...and they are just jealous and need to get flammed themselves, so I intend on doing so. XD there's my promise to you flamers.

I can't tell you how hard it was for me to start writing again. I look at my notebooks now and go, that's shit, that's shit...omg that's shit too! and it's because a person I care about very much read my last story I worked so hard on and told me that I rushed it and that it could have been better and stuff. WELL EXCUSE ME!!!!

and another friend of mine told me she hated my story, after reading one paragraph...so you understand if I get discouraged.

enough of me bitchin' got to get to writin'!!! MESSAGE AND THANK YOU ALL!!! LOTS OF LOVE!