The Roommate

Not long after my sisters had left, the door to the room opens and a darker skinned woman wearing a football jersey walks in. She looks at me and flashes a smile.

"You're my roommate, uh Rebecca I take it?" She asks.

I nod in response to the question and return the smile. "Yep, that's me. You must be Jasmine then?"

"Yeah, but call me Jaz." She replies, placing her things on the empty bed.

Jasmine/Jaz - The Roommate

"Oh, I hope you don't mind that I already picked a bed, we can switch if..."

Jaz cuts her off. "It's just a bed, I don't mind. Just be glad you're not roomies with Anastasia Blackwell, she's the rich girl that only got here because of daddy's money, she went to my high school and she's a real bitch."

I chuckle slightly. "I know who to avoid then."

Jaz nods. "Definitely, you can hang with me though. I mean might as well if we're sharing a room."

"Cool, i'm glad we hit it off this quickly." I reply.

"Me too. Anyway freshman orientation starts soon so wanna come with? Then I have to meet up with the rest of the track team for some introduction thing." Jaz says.

"Sure, i'll come with you to both. At least i'll have a friend on the team."

"Oh you're on the team too, cool." Jaz says before turning around and walking out the door, as she walked her oversized jersey rode up at the back to reveal her tight running shorts which showed off the shape of her ass.

I couldn't help but stare for a second before following Jaz out the door, my eyes still mostly focused on Jaz's ass.