Roomie Wars by Kat T.Masen

Author:Kat T.Masen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2016-07-11T07:00:00+00:00

When I was twelve years old, my dad and I entered a go-kart-building competition. You designed your own go-kart, and the fastest one to the end, won. It was the biggest thing to happen in our small town, and being that my dad was mechanical-minded, I had every bit of confidence that we would win. Weekends and countless hours were spent perfecting this kart, making sure it would be crowned a winner.

I was up against a kid named Jed. Jed was the town bully, and of course, talked his mouth off about winning the competition. His dad was some hotshot lawyer, and although his kart had all the bells and whistles, mine had the steady engineering.

The morning of the race, Jed approached me. He was an overly confident kid who used his manipulation to his advantage.

“Nice kart, Baldwin. Your mom help you build that?”

The idiot knew I didn’t have a mom, but I didn’t let him get to me. I was that confident we would win. My dad was the best mechanic in town. Well, the only mechanic in town.

“Good luck, Jed,” I mumbled.

“I don’t need luck. I’m going to win. You and your dad are losers.”

It was one thing to mention my mom, who was no longer with us, but my dad . . . you didn’t say shit about my dad. I was determined to win. I had to win.

The race was ready to begin, and I remember my dad’s words as clear as day: “Son, you’ve got every chance of winning. But life doesn’t also end up with a win. Try your best and that’s all you can do.”

I lost the race that day. Jed’s dad had paid some engineer to build his go-kart and won, but was eventually stripped of his title as State Champ. But that race taught me a big lesson; I didn’t want the Jeds of the world to win.

And today is no different.

Zoey is the trophy.

There is no question that my jealously has been climbing by the minute, and attempting to curb it with some champagne had seemed like a good idea at the time. I should have known better; when does alcohol ever solve the problem? And despite my medical knowledge of how damaging drinking was to your liver, I had ignored any sense of reason and drank that entire bottle.

I go outside to call my dad and ask him to pick my car up. I can’t drive like this, plus I need some alone time to make sense of everything that had happened inside. There is something about that jerk that rubs me the wrong way, and even more so, I just can’t understand why Zoey is becoming obsessed with getting him back.

It’s not long before Zoey finds me chatting with some random chick I could have scored with in the bushes somewhere. She would have been a five-minute fix—just not worth my time, to be frank. I’m just not in the mood.

Whatever her name is, she quickly disappears when Zoey places her hands all over me, pretending to be my girlfriend.

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