Roomate ( under editing)

Episode 1

Finally my search had come to n end , I'd been staying at a hotel in recent weeks ever since landing in this country.

Japan was honestly a very beautiful and , very rich in technology just the train system had impressed me. Every thing was so clean. Everyone seemed so nice the only down side seemed to be the amount of guys that would try and approach me. There was plenty of creeps here. Not that every guy that had approached me was but Some of these guys couldn't take no for an answer.

I was almost done packing, I was told my roommate had already moved in two days ago. We'd be sharing one room with 2 beds in a spacious apartment .  I didn't know anything about this other person ,I was just hoping my roommate was someone I could get along with and possibly form a friendship with him ever it was I hope is a women .

Not that there was anything wrong with men, it was just that sharing a room with a guy could have its ups and downs and men tend to be weird sometimes. I felt I would better be understood if my roommate was a women.

I gathered up all my belongings. Heading out the door locking it behind me. I had to hurry , get  there and unpack . I had a class to teach in the morning.

I stood at the front steps , digging in my pocket for the key I had been given via the landlord. I dragged my stuff in behind me and shut the door.

" hello". I said

" hello" I hollered one more time , I guess my room mate wasn't here. I opened the door to our shared room. From the looks of the other persons bed and the men's deodorant my roommate was either a guy or a transgender guy. I figured it'd be the first option. I began unpacking I didn't have too much, I planned to do some shopping very soon.

I heard my stomach growl followed by a pang of hunger , I took a short break and began looking up any restaurants  that deliver. I was in the mood for chicken Katsu over rice and curry.  I walked out of the room and went to the kitchen to get something to drink.

Squeak

I turned on the sink , taking one of the glasses out of the. Cupboard. I poured water in it. I looked down the hallway. I saw nothing  , strange I thought I heard the door open.
I figured it must have been the floor or something.

" thief stay right there, I've already notified the police there on there way ". A man yelled  in Japanese holding a kendo stick to my face .

" I'm not a thief I'm your roomate ". I replied In English, which was stupid cause he probably doesn't speak English.

" prove it what's your name". He asked in my native tongue.

" Jacklyn Jackson ". I answered

" wrong thief". He yelled

" I mean saukia " I said re answering this time giving him my Japanese name. He lowered the stick , cursing under his breath. I watched as he picked up the phone and dialed a number.

I didn't think he knew I could speak Japanese and knew what he was saying. I listened as he explained to the Japanese police how I wasn't an intruder but instead his room. Then hung up.

He came infront of me bowed
" I'm sorry". He said

" it's ok, but why did you think I was a thief ". I questioned

" the landlord had told me I would be rooming with a foreigner but I thought he had ment foreign Asian . Not like foreign other race , other country, I was also under the impression you'd be a male". He explained

" I was under the impression you'd be girl". I said laughing which he smiled at. I noticed when he's not labeling people thief and holding you at kendo stick point. He's actually really cute.

Like unreasonably attractive , he had to be a model or something. He stood taller then me which I had to say was impressive I've seen a lot of short guys since I landed.  He had to be 5'11 brown wavy hair that stopped above his jaw and a small mole. His skin was so clear I think for a moment I may had seen my own future in it.  He was thin but not frail looking.

He seemed like the bad boy type you'd see in a movie . Like John Bender from breakfast club but Japanese.  I'd finished arranging everything I'd put everything in my house of the closet, made my bed and hung up all my posters.

Most of them where my influences from the 90s Michael Jackson , 2PAC , brandy , TLC etc

Things seemed ok we didn't say much after he apologized but that was only because shit was awkward.

I went over to the kitchen , to eat some of the cheesecake I had bring. He was on the phone on the other side of the island talking .

" yeah my roommates actually a girl, she's black and she's fat too". He said laughing over the phone.

Fat, I am not fat. My waist is small , bitch I'm a size 6 .then again I haven't really been working out since I've gotten here. I hadn't the time since I was busy looking for an apartment.

" Beyoncé , nah she dose not look like hey-once she's not too ugly , she's just average , her fat ass is in the fridge she had katsu not too long ago". He said. I stood their listening in.

I walked over to him and tapped him.

" I'm going to bed soon , so when you come in the room could you please lock the door behind you". I said fluently in Japanese his eyes widened

" you speak Japanese ". He said

" of course ,What did you only think all I knew was how to go in the fridge". I said he just sat their speechless. He should just be happy I'm not some ghetto bitch that would drag his bean pole ass.

So much for friendship.