CHAPTER 1 – THE SPARK
We hated each other from day one.
Avery moved into the dorm room three weeks into freshman year after her original roommate dropped out. She showed up with a black duffel bag, a box of vinyl records, and a smirk that made me want to slap her on sight. I had already claimed the left side of the room. My bed, my desk, my fairy lights strung above the headboard like I owned the place. She dropped her bag on the right bed and said, “Nice setup. Too bad I’m about to ruin it.”
That was the beginning.
She stole my hoodies.
I accidentally spilled coffee on her white Converse.
She blasted music at 2 a.m.
I slammed drawers at 6 a.m.
She brought guys back and f****d them loud enough that the whole floor could hear.
I brought girls back and made sure they screa
