Roxanne works at the University Halls and cleans after all the kids. She plays Camp Mother and boy the stories she tells us are amazing.
Roxanne says their walls drip gossip and she reckons that a resident Therapist would be a great start but that’s what they pay her to do (The Cleaner). She makes them clean up and she gives them the Therapy they need. Roxanne loves her job because the kids are a laugh a minute and she loves giving them shit.

Roxanne pulled up outside the complex on her custom Hogg and turns off the engine when this punk in a leather jacket comes up to her and tells her she can’t park her bike there.

Roxanne takes off her lid and gives him the once up and down with a glare.
“Hmm this boy’s got lean attitude! Roxanne thought with a small smirk.
“You got a problem with my bike punk? Roxanne says with a glare as she gets off and stands right next to him.
“Nope, nice bike I got one too but I need to find a good wrench to look at it, who fixes your bike? the kid asks Roxanne.
“What’s your name? Roxanne asks him.
“My friends call me Trent! He tells Roxanne.
“Nice to meet you Trent so what sort of scoot you got huh?
“Triumph but I don’t know what’s wrong with it because I have taken it too a few wrench’s now and it just keeps crapping out. They don’t know what's wrong with it either and they have pulled it right down twice. It was my old man’s so it might be fucked like him”, Trent told Roxanne who was trying not to crack up at this punk behind a cough.
“I might know someone that could have a look at it for you but I will have to give them a call first”, she tells him.
“Look, I’ll make the call before I leave here and let you know. You meet me out the front in three hours”, Roxanne tells Trent.
Trent’s eyes light up and Roxanne smiles.
“Right boy I got some shit holes to be cleaning so catch you later okay? Roxanne says as she walks off leaving him to stare at her bike.

She cruised along doing her rounds and it was always fairly quiet on Sundays because the kids were broke and had to cram study. As she approached the west wing she heard the music from rocking Annie’s room. Now that kid listened to some awesome music. She recognised the tune and yelled out to Annie, “ Way to go girl crank it up! Born to bad I must be in the right dorm.
Annie is about eighteen and is the real laid back sort with her blonde dreads. She has the smarts upstairs Roxanne thinks cruising down the corridors.
Annie likes Roxanne as she asks her if she wants a quick coffee.
Roxanne tells her she will have to be quick she has a date with a punk.
“Oh you mean Trent, that try hard biker? Annie laughs as she pushes the microwave button for a quick coffee.
“Yea bit of a punk but I think he is sort of cute but don’t you tell him right Roxy? Annie smiles.
Roxanne laughs and tells Annie that give the punk time and he will make his way to the west wing on his bike.
Annie laughs with that yea right look.
“So hows the major going girl? Roxanne asks Annie.
“Good Roxy and you?
“Not bad girl, you know work, work and riding so no time to worry”, Roxanne said as she sculls her coffee.
“Sorry got to dash kid, I will catch up with you on Wednesday okay?
“Ride safe you here woman! Annie smiles.
Roxanne gives her a wink and jives her that she will send the punk kid down for her if she don't behave.
Annie yells down the corridor at Roxanne, “You do that and I will let the Boss know who was burning rubber last Sunday night on campus”
Roxanne gives her the finger out of jest with a big grin.
“Kept it up girl your catching on real fast” as Roxanne disappears out of sight.

Young Trent was leaning on her bike like he bloody owned it when Roxanne bowled out the front door.
Roxanne thought he was a cheeky barstard but she liked his attitude.
Trent jumped up straight when he saw her and looksthe other way as if nothing had happened. Roxanne gives him a pretend clip around the ears. Cheeky sod she thought.
Roxanne flips her cell phone and waits for it to answer.
“Yo bitch the wrench free to do a motor? Roxanne asks looking at Trent as she talks to the other person.
“Sweet when?
“You okay with that, this afternoon sounds good if he can arrange for the scoot to be brought over! You’re the Best girl, I’ll see you later on I got some errands to run and some bike parts to pick up for the wrench remember” Roxanne laughs as she hangs up.
She writes down the address for Trent giving him where to take his bike.
Trent was over the moon.
“Hey punk word of warning, you behave or piss off the wrench I will knock your block off you hear? Roxanne said with conviction.
“Sure Roxanne! Trent said as he stood there with his thumbs in his jean pockets like his shit didn't stink.
Roxanne kicked her Hogg over, tightened her lid and told Trent she would probably see him later on when he dropped off his bike.
He nods.
Trent likes Roxanne, she is a cool chick and he laughs as he sees her fat arse hanging over the seat. He shakes his head with a grin thinking I am sure finding some lean machine I sure don’t need to be slowed up like that.