Dana
The car door was barely open when I flew out of the seat and into Colt's arms.
"Hey baby" he hugged me tight." How was your journey here?"
"Too long" I smiled. " But interesting all the ...."
I trailed off when the door opened and two other guys stepped out of the house.They were Ronan and Zayne. Colt's best friends. That's after me though. They share the same mansion at NCC.
"Hey Ronan" I smiled. "Hey Z".
"Hey bug "Ronan, dark haired and lanky, with piercing blue eyes smiled at me."Welcome".
"Thanks" I smiled at him.
"I'll give you the grand tour"Zayne looped an arm around my shoulder and practically dragged me inside.
The three of them are the only friends I've had since I was in my diapers, and now they are my seniors in college. When I first got my admission approval into Navall Comprehensive College to study Software and Data Engineering I was so happy. So when Papa mentioned staying with them until the end of my first year I happily agreed. They showed me the sitting and dinning room, pool, gym and game room, then my bedroom.
"Change up and come down for dinner" Zayne said with a wink.
Tall, with black hair like Ronan (they are cousins though) and eyes so black they looked like they could see through your soul. He was the funniest and most easy going person among the three of them. And he gets the most girls. Colt and I might be siblings, but we are as different as A and W. While he had dark brown hair like Papa, I had Mama's signature red hair with streaks of brown. While had emerald green eyes, mine were a long the lines of hazel brown. He was always frowning, except when he's with me while I'm as giddy as a two year old visiting the park. But I never seem to make any long lasting friendships because I'm a bit introverted. Or maybe most of the time I am but it doesn't really matter.
I changed up quickly into a soft sweatshirt and because I knew the boys were around I wore a tiny cotton short . Then I packed my hair in a messy bun and practically flew downstairs. I went to the dining and saw that the boys had already laid out the table.
"Who eats tacos for dinner" I scowled at Ronan.
"Students apparently" he answered and dragged out my chair.
After dinner I went to prepare for tomorrow while the boys said something about going for a party somewhere. Maybe when I'm settled I'll begin to follow them.
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My alarm clock blared the next morning and I reached out to shut it down. I set the alarm for the farthest time possible so I don't get to turn it off and go back to sleep.
7:00 am.
I had my first class by 9 and I had to see my head of department first before I go to class. I dragged myself up and went to shower and then laid out my clothes for the day. Ronan had once joked that I was allergic to clothes and he couldn't be more correct. I wore a very short jean skirt with a strapless white crop top . Then I paired it with a knee high boot that looked a lot like denim. After a series of contemplations I dragged a black leather jacket and put it on, then headed downstairs for breakfast.
"You're late"Colt frowned. "And you are definitely not wearing that to class".
"I'm sorry to break your bubble big boy" I smiled. " But I'm turning 19 in a few weeks. I'm an adult. Grow up".
He sulked and grumbled until the others came downstairs.
"Still allergic to clothes I see " Ronan says with a lopsided grin.
"No" Zayne shook his head and stalked towards me."Go upstairs and change this instant ".
"I'm 18 Z" I tried to reason with him. " I'm not...."
"You either go and change willingly or I throw you over my shoulder" Colt said, glaring daggers at me.
"Fine" I rolled my eyes and stalked upstairs.
When I appeared downstairs ten minutes later in sweat pants and a t shirt , their eyes shone with appreciation.
"Much better" Ronan smiled."And since you're already late I prepared your breakfast to go".
"Aww thanks" I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.
"Ronan please stop romanticizing my baby sister" Colt rolled his eyes. "It's awkward as fuck".
"Yes sir" Ronan smirked at him.
I laughed and let them lead me out of the house and into the waiting car.