"Who the hell are you!" I yell and begin marching towards him and shove him away. "Why the hell are you in my apartment?" I shove him again, though it doesn't do much good. He holds his hands up in surrender.
"Hey easy there! This is my apartment too. You must be my roommate, um, Vertruse right?"
I take a deep breathe. "Roommate? I'm pretty sure you're not a girl?" I lower my arms and stand back, getting a better look at him. He's deeply tanned with light golden brown hair, which is a stark contrast to my dark hair and pale skin. He has an aura of seducing charm that I try to ignore. Simply, he looks like an all american popular jock, the kind that I avoid like the plague. He chuckles, his brilliant smile taking my breath away for a second.
"I'm sorry, a girl? Where did you get that idea from?" He looks me over slowly, his bright eyes glimmer with amusement. I cross my arms in embarrassment.
"Um.. I just, I mean, I guess I assumed.." I stammer.
"Look, how about we start over." He moves forward, taking my hand gently. "Hey, I'm Baylor Cole, and apparently we're roommates."