My first attempt at writing fanfiction?
Resident Lover (BY TEAMAVIA) fanfic about either:
Cassandra X Reader
OR
Cassandra X Reader X Donna
I have not decided yet. This is also my first time posting on Tumblr in my entire life >:).
Here is my draft of the first chapter:
Chapter 1:
After hours of trucking around campus the day before classes start to better familiarize yourself with the layout, you decide to head back to your dorm. This campus was massive. ‘Much larger than your old campus’ you thought. Feeling your calves ache, you lazily push open the door.
Inside, you see your humorous roommates, Daniella and Angie, playing Just Dance in front of the TV in the living room. Solo cups and alcohol bottles are spread across the coffee table. Seeing this scene makes you forget your exhaustion. With an amused giggle, you say,
“OOOO get into it, Dani. Dani with the Phanni,” teasing Daniella about her dance moves.
You then proceed to step next to Angie and do part of the dance with her. You realize they are dancing to Lady Gaga’s ‘Judas’. After a few minutes of dancing, all three of you collapse onto the floor, breathless and giggling.
Angie then says with a devilish grin, “Now it's time for an actual party, there’s one down the street.”
“A day before classes start?” You question reluctantly.
“Awww come on now, let loose, school will be rough enough once it starts,” Angie argues.
“She has a point, Y/N,” Daniella says in agreement.
“Ughhhhh, fine. BUT! I am only low buzzing,” you state strictly.
“YIPPEEEEEE!” Angie squeals, rolling over you on the floor.
With a chuckle erupting from your lips, you push the blonde off you and then head to your room to get dressed.
“Give me five minutes to get all ‘dolled’ up,” you say sarcastically as you plan on dressing pretty plainly.
You select black baggy cargo pants and a dark grey tank top, paired with a grommet belt and chunky sneakers. Running a hand through your short black hair, you slip on a light jacket before rejoining your roommates. Already waiting for you at the door, your roommates look at you with goofy smiles plastered on their faces.
“Lead the way, Ang,” you smile.
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**[You all arrive at the party]**
Walking through the door of the sorority house, loud music blares, and your nostrils are suddenly attacked by the smell of booze and smoke. Breathing it in your nose and out your mouth, you sigh.
The pulsating rhythm of the music envelops you, reverberating through your bones. Bodies sway, and laughter fills the air, mingling with the scent of booze and smoke that hangs thickly in the atmosphere.
Almost instantly, Angie is lost amongst the crowd. Daniella follows in suit, quickly finding her fellow skater bros at the beer pong table. Time for a drink.
Navigating through the sea of people, you catch glimpses of unfamiliar faces and flashes of colorful lights dancing across the walls. Conversations blend together in a cacophony of sound, punctuated by bursts of raucous laughter and the occasional shout. Despite the chaos surrounding you, there's a sense of familiarity and warmth that wraps around you like a comforting embrace.
Taking a deep breath, you let the music wash over you, pouring yourself not one, but multiple shots, ignoring your original plan. The alcohol burns a familiar path down your throat, leaving a trail of warmth that courses through your veins like liquid fire. With each swallow, the chaos of the party slowly recedes, replaced by a euphoric haze that almost becomes a blur.
Now fairly drunk, you decide to go mingle on the dance floor. Without a care in the world, you let the music take control of your movements. All your worries dissipate as all you can feel is the rhythm put you in a trance.
Putting on a performance for no one but yourself, you let go. Well, at least you thought it was only for you. Across the room, a brunette watches you intently, her gaze fixed on your every move. Taking one last sip, she makes her way over to you.
Just as she is about to reach you, she is blocked by your tall roommate.
“Y/N, how are you enjoying the party?!” Dani asks, smiling and tilting her head.
The brunette speaks up, “Well, well, what do we have here? Dani?”
This causes Dani’s smile to quickly drop and turn into a slight scowl.
“Cassandra,” Dani states disappointedly.
“In the flesh,” Cassandra says smugly.
“Well, little sister, care to introduce me to your friend?” She asks, smirking.
“Sister?” you slur out, surprised.
“Y/N, this is Cassandra. Unfortunately, my sister,” Dani sighs, “Cassandra, do not get any funny ideas, Y/N is my roommate.”
“I have a few ideas, none of which are funny,” Cassandra states, looking you up and down, her smirk growing.
Your face, already flush from the alcohol, gets hot but goes unnoticed. You quickly, mentally shake this off. This is your roommate's sister. You have already heard of her within the first hour of being on campus.
The star on campus, the serial heartbreaker, and now you know her as your roommate's sister. Cassandra, one of many titles.
Ignoring her flirty comment, you say, “It's nice to meet you Cassandra. I heard you are in charge of theater.”
“Yes, I am!” She states proudly, “Why? Are you interested in joining?”
“Possibly,” you say, looking up to meet her gaze, “I am taking general theater, and in high school, we did Romeo and Juliet, I performed as Romeo…”
Cassandra’s eyes light up at this, and she interrupts, “Excellent, you should try out for my show!”
Your drunken mouth falls slightly open, “You want me to try out?” you question.
“I can certainly see why you were casted as Romeo. You have very handsome looks,” she exclaims, examining you in an analytical manner rather than flirtatiously.
This statement makes your face heat up once again.
“Come by the theater tomorrow,” she demands with a sparkle in her eye.
“Okay…” you trail off.
“Great! See you then,” she says waving you off, “Bye, sis.”
Dani lets out a large sigh as if she was holding it in that entire conversation.
“I am sorry about her,” Dani says waving her hand apologetically.
“No worries Dani, I am interested in theater,” you say honestly.
You came to this school unsure of what you wanted to major in, so you have your classes a little all over the place from Theater and Botany to Women in Art and Computer Science.
“Okay well tell me if she tries anything weird,” Dani says with a knowing look, “She has a… reputation as you have already heard. I don’t want her to hurt you,” she says protectively.
You move closer to Dani and pinch her cheek jokingly.
“Awww, my protector,” you tease.
This makes Daniella blush profusely. However, due to the now red lighting, you cannot tell, nor do you, in your drunken state, care.
“Let’s find Angie and get out of here… Please,” you say exhaustedly.
“Aye Aye, captain,” Dani says, pulling you alongside her to go find Angie.
PS: ANY COMMENTS AND TIPS ARE HELPFUL
PPS: I wrote this at 5am during a night shift.
PPPS: Thank you Team-Avia
PPPPS: AM I USING TUMBLR RIGHT?
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