'The Roommate': The Next Generation of Stars Page #3

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making it in the fashion world.

- Like you.

- Yeah.

Hey there.

Look at you.

Hi, kitty.

Hi.

No collar, baby?

I thought you'd like it.

Sara?

I know, I know, I know.

I probably broke

about 40 different dorm rules...

...and I should just take it to a shelter,

but I just can't.

What should we name her?

- Really?

- It'll be our secret.

Well, I kind of already named her.

Cuddles.

Cuddles.

Sweetie.

Is that my necklace?

Sorry.

I was just trying it on.

It was my sister's.

You can borrow anything of mine

except for this.

It's the only thing I kept of hers.

I'm sorry.

It's okay. You didn't know.

Were you close to her?

Yeah.

You're the first roommate

I've had since she died...

...so it's a little odd.

In a good way or a bad way?

A good way.

Here you go.

Jake, do you mind?

- You wanted a mocha smoothie, right?

- Yeah.

Sh*t.

Now, there appears to be

a pattern forming here.

Just because I kissed you

doesn't mean I'll let you cut in line.

Then what does it mean?

Okay, so tonight,

the men of Tau Sigma Kappa...

...will be reviving a sacred tradition.

A frat party? I don't know.

Thank God. You're going to be

my excuse not to go.

- Am I gonna get my mocha?

- Yes.

Can you get him a mocha, please?

Thank you.

- Yeah. First day.

- All right.

- So I will see you tonight. Okay.

- Yes, you will. All right.

- Okay, bye. Bye.

- Bye.

Hey.

So Tau Sigma Kappa tonight?

- Kim and I are going.

- Why, so you can ditch me again?

Sara, the guy had a Porsche

and a hot tub.

That's your apology?

Listen, I-- Okay.

What I meant to say is I'm sorry.

I totally screwed up.

Forgive me? Please?

I forgive you.

Thank you.

- Hi.

- Hi.

- You look nice.

- Thank you.

Richard Prince is having

a showing tonight.

I bought two tickets,

since he's your favorite artist.

I-- I actually have a date.

Okay.

- I can reschedule.

- You don't have to.

I want to. Under one condition.

It's cute. Who's the designer?

Who cares?

What are you, a label whore?

I'm just curious.

I got it at a flea market for 20 bucks.

It's vintage.

One more thing.

Perfect.

I am jumping in the shower

and then we'll go.

Sh*t.

Rebecca.

- I gotta go that way.

- Okay.

- I'll see you later. Have a good day.

- Bye.

Hey, Sara.

Listen, something is up

with your roommate.

What do you mean?

She was outside my room

this morning.

Doing what?

Waiting for me.

I opened my door and there she was,

sitting there staring like some psycho.

Why would she do that?

You ask her.

I'm staying away from her.

Okay. I gotta go.

Contrary to popular opinion...

...beauty is not

in the eye of the beholder.

It's in the hands of the designer.

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