Yet another interstate-intercollege soccer tournament, which meant yet another short vacation. You, as the leader of the cheer team were told to drag along your best cheerleaders for a 15-day-long stay at a California hotel alongside the Soccer team.

“Your room is 151,” The coach said, handing you the keycard to the room. Excitedly, you ran upstairs to check who was going to be your roommate for the short trip. Your entire face fell, just as his, as you saw you were rooming with Dustin Reed, the soccer captain and your sworn enemy.

“The bed’s mine,” he said, his bags already all over the bed.

Shit. Was there only one bed?