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Trini and Billy have been friends since kindergarten, so it was only logical that when they decided to go to college they would go to the same one and share the same apartment. The pair worked really well together in the small space they had even though at times Trini’s quiet nature was contradicted by Billy’s loud behavior.
Billy took the larger room where he had enough space for his notes which could be found pinned up all over his room, but Billy insisted that there was a method to his notes so Trini left them alone. The organized one of the two was Trini who’s room was always neat and would come up with little study schedules for the both of them.
They were currently each studying in their respective rooms when Trini hears the doorbell ring. Seeing as how she was the closest to the door she puts her flashcards down with a sigh and makes her way to the rude interruption. She’s greeted by a greasy teenager carrying some pizzas.
Oh Billy must have ordered us some pizza. That’s nice of him. She paid the dude and set the pizza down in the kitchen only to open it and be met with the utter atrocity of there being pineapples on this good, undeserving pizza.
Ok this is definitely not ours. Fuck. She contemplates just taking the pineapple off but it’s tainted now. There’s no way of bringing it back from the dark. She’s about to just throw it away before thinking that maybe he mixed up the apartments, so she checks the receipt and sure enough it said apt 209 and not apt 208.
Trini makes her way out and across the hall to knock on their door fully expecting to meet the nastiest person in the universe and oh how she was wrong because a girl who could only be described as a goddess opened the door.Trini couldn’t help but stare for what felt like a minute before remembering what she was here for.
“Are you the heathen that ordered this garbage of a pizza?” The girl quirks an eyebrow with a smirk and Trini has to remember to breathe. How is she this good looking? It shouldn’t be allowed. Gotta give a girl a warning next time, damn. Put a sign on your door that says “Hottest girl in the world currently living here” so that I can mentally prepare myself jeez.
“Yes. Do you have something against my pizza toppings,” she asks while taking the pizza box.
“Yes, who put pineapples on their pizza? It’s disgusting and should be illegal.” That earned her a laugh from the girl and Trini discovered that she has the prettiest laugh she’s ever heard.
“Pineapples and pizza are a match made in heaven. Have you even tried it? Most pineapple on pizza haters haven’t even given it a taste.” Trini scoffs at that.
“Of course I’ve tried it. It’s gross. Why do you think I gave it back to you? We would’ve already torn through this,” Trini says not noticing the girl pursing her lips at that statement.
“Fair enough. You’re entitled to your wrong opinion,” she says with a chuckle. They stand in a comfortable silence just smiling at each other before she speaks again. “So uh, what’s ur name? How long have you’ve been living here? I’ve never seen you?”
“My name is Trini, I’ve been here for a year, and-” Trini answers her questions but is interrupted with a wide-eye look from Miss Pineapple.
“Wait wait wait. You’ve been here for a year and I haven’t seen you?? So have I! Are you going to Gordon University?” The pretty girl was still standing at the door holding the pizza box and before Trini could answer she heard Billy calling her from their apartment.
“Sorry I gotta go, but yeah I go there.” Trini gives her an apologetic smile before turning around hearing a whispered goodbye as she opened her door in search of Billy. She found him sitting upside down on his bed.
“Hey Trini! Are you almost done studying? I’m getting kinda hungry. Can we order some pizza?” Trini burst out laughing at the irony of the situation getting a confused look from Billy.
“What’s so funny? I know I sometimes don’t get humor but I literally just asked for some pizza?”
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They just finished their pizza and were heading to bed when they were interrupted by the irritating screeches that barely passed as guitar noises coming from next door.
“For fucking fucks sake. I swear to fucking god Taylor…” Trini mumbles as she immediately turns around and heads out of the apartment, making sure to slam the door on her way out. She continously knocks on his door with increasing intensity until it’s opened by Zack wearing hello kitty pajamas and she was so thrown off for a second because Zack always wears the most emo outfits that she almost forgot why she was angry.
“I- uh, first of all, what the fuck are you wearing? Second of all, I told you that what you call guitar sessions and what I call unnecessary, ear-splitting noises are for before 10 o’clock,” Trini yelled. Zack leans against the doorframe and plucked the beanie from Trini’s head so he could put it on.
“But Trini-beanie, this is my passion ,” he says while dramatically putting his palm on his forehead and leaning down, “and who are you to come between a man and his love?”
“Okay Romeo, all I’m asking is that you do your passion at a reasonable time,” she says and tries to jump up and take back her beanie.
“Fine, I’ll stop playing but I’m keeping the beanie for the night,” he says and before Trini can react he closes the door and leaves her standing in the hallway beanie-less. She considers knocking and demanding her beanie back but she knows he’ll probably return it when she gets her coffee tomorrow and she’s too tired to deal with Zack’s crap right now.
She turns around and down the hallway when she sees pineapple girl struggling to carry 20 groceries at once. She ends up dropping one of her bags that thankfully only contained bread by the time Trini rushes over to her.
“You know a normal person would make two trips,” she says and leans down to grab the fallen bag. “Do you need any help?”
“Two trips are for wimps… but yes I could use your help.” With that she transfers half the bags onto Trini and they make their way down the hall. She insists that she can get the door open without putting the bags down so after a solid 3 minutes she finally gets the door open and they head inside her apartment.
Half expecting her apartment to be as atrocious as her topping choices, Trini was pleasantly surprised at how tidy everything was. Since they lived in a hall with two bedroom apartments she was also expecting a boyfriend or housemate or something but everything seemed to belong to one person.
“Nice apartment. Do you live here by yourself,” Trini asks as they set the bags down on the kitchen counter.
“Uhm, yeah. My parents pay for it and they like to visit sometimes so they wanted an extra room,” she says and starts taking groceries out of there bags. Trini makes her way over but she motions a no with a wave of her hands. “You don’t have to help me put them away. You’re probably tired and it’s pretty late. Thanks for helping me,” she says and walks with Trini to the door. Trini’s about to leave before she remembers something and turns around.
“So do you have a name? Because I’ve been calling you pineapple girl in my head among other related names,” Trini says hoping to get another laugh from her which she succeeds in doing.
“Oh really? What are some of the other names?” Trini opens her mouth to respond before realizing that pretty girl is among the list of names so instead of embarrassing herself she opts for some mystery.
“They’re a secret.”
“Well then, so is my actual name.” Trini pouts at that which causes her to smile. “Maybe I’ll tell you when you eat a pizza with pineapple on it.” This causes the short girl to scrunch her nose.
“No thank you. Goodnight pineapple girl,” she says and starts backing away towards her apartment.
“Goodnight Trini.”
She enters her apartment and leans back on her door unable to stop smiling because She remembers my name.