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I grunted, smirking into my feather-satiated pillow. I elongated my wiry arm to the side of the bed she'd plunged from. "Grab on and I'll pull you up," I slurred with a simper. I felt her hand tap me a few times before attempting an actual hold. I rolled my eyes and sat up. I stretched both arms out and scooped her from the floor, awkwardly situating her next to me on the bed. "Happy?" I groaned, my face already having found the pillow with an imprint of my face on the front. I didn't need to look up to perceive the fact that she was glowering at me through musty eyes. If I wanted to I could have predicted the heavy sigh that followed.

I tinkered with my stark new key, attempting to get it to actually fulfill it's purpose. "There isn't much you're asked to do in life, you know! You toil for a simple few moments in..." I muttered to the piece of offal for a short few seconds before hearing a click in the door. It was one of those instants where so much occurs that you have to have a sharp memory to list each. First I glanced down at my paper of credentials, noting the name of my new roommate, and before my brain could register that the voices in my new room were not that of a female around the age of sixteen and that they were of a rather brawny boy (of about that age) laying beside a disheveled looking girl. A thin blanket on him and a thickset robe on her kept me from seeing that which was obviously inappropriate for the first day, though I had a pretty good idea. "What the..." his voice was thick and heavy as he lifted his head in unison with her's. I yelped and jumped back. Before considering the right thing to say, I managed to come out with a "Nice to meet you," before taking on a full sprint to wherever it would take me.

Seeing that Tess obviously wasn't going to do anything about our previous visitor, I pulled up a pair of slacks and a t-shirt and bolted out into the hallway. It was Saturday, so there wasn't much worry of running into a professor in this wing. I followed the blurred image of a scared little female fleeing for the janitor's closet and stood outside the door after she bolted it shut. I anticipated a whimper, or something of that criteria. Instead I received a tiny growl through the thick wood. "Are you decent?" the voice hissed. "Indubitably," I barked back, slightly agape. The knob turned and I stepped back to let out the girl. Upon seeing her I strained to stifle a laugh which came with beholding an elf-like distaff wearing an illuminatingly pink Chinese gown.

"It's called a kimono, mongoloid." I jeered, turning to face the other way. "Now if you don't mi--" I stumbled over my feet, finding a swift plummet to the tile. I tuned out his bellowing laughter and found my feet again. I began to walk briskly to my room, with hope that the tall enticing boy would not shadow my trail. I staggered a little, but did make it back to the dorm in one piece by some miracle.

I shook my head and made my way back to the male dorm, snickering a little.

And there I was again, idly facing the door to a home I hadn't wanted. Not ever. I could hear my roommate dressing inside, the pulling of drawers and slamming of a closet molding with a music I'd listened to while on my first plane ride to the arctic to study the behavioral habitue of the emperor penguin. "Mind if I penetrate? This is my room, too." After receiving no response I opened the door, which had been left ajar, making me thankful that I wouldn't have to rummage through my bag for the key I'd so hastily stuffed into the first pocket I could see. This time she was dressed (thank the Lord) so it was only half as uncomfortable as before. I set down my luggage and decided without a moment's doubt that I must have had the wrong room. Her CD's and magazines were scattered about the floor, making it impossible to see whether there was a carpet beneath her feet. The first thing I could think to do was hold out my hand with hopes that the greeting was welcome, the first thing I wanted to do was haul my bags back to the janitorial closet and wait out the semester.

"First day here, I'm afraid." I looked down at my kimono and moaned a little. It was so dainty and cultural. How could something like that be unallowed? I hung my head a little and sighed, pushing my bags aside. "I see the bellhop's off duty." I grunted under my breath, then looked straight up at her, as if I'd suddenly been struck by something that was so obvious I should have thought of it before. "Would you mind telling me who the boy was? Not that I'm_that I'm...interested...or anything...no! I just...uh...who was he?" How had that happened?I was usually pretty straight forward with people, but this was not my day. Or place. "Because," I continued, trying to save myself before drowning, "I thought that it was, um, against the rules...to have a boy...in the, the room...that is." She probably thought I was mentally retarted.

I giggled a little at her question. "I would like to suggest from the get-go that if you plan on telling the superintendent about my stunts I can assure that he would care less." I turned so that I faced the girl. She obviuosly didn't want to be here. "His name is Demetri, if you must know. " I finished picking up the remainder of the junk and tossed the garbge bag into the corner. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out my cell phone and wrote a quick message to Kimi about tonight.

"Kimi!
Gig tonight at the club.
Meet u outside around 5?
<3 if you could drive."

I awaited her response as I broke out the makeup bag. "Hey, are you busy tonight?"

"Busy..." I said, attempting to make it look as if I had anything better to do than humor her in whatever she was offering. "Not sure." I finished, awkwardly trying to be slightly elusive. I scanned the room for an empty area, looking down at my bags. "I have to unpack, really. Get...um...settled in, I guess." I swallowed and looked down at my shoes, the silver half-inch heels I got in Italy. They really weren't naturaly fitting with the kimono, but wearing them gave me the feel of being anywhere but here. You could say this was a new adventure, of course, if that is your perspective, but in order to consider it wild and exotic to pick a water fountain over Niagra Falls and a uniform over a Hawaiian sundress would say a whole lot about a person, whether that be positive or otherwise would be your outlook as well.

It did not take long before Kimi was clean and out of the shower's powerful blast. She stood a towel wrapped around her torso, in front of the long mirror in the shower room. With steady hands she moisturized and dried her dark hair. She combed product though her locks to keep them straight and smooth. One she was dry she slipped her robe back on and did her make up, applying as little as necessary, but enough to be seen. After making sure her appearance was satisfactory she collected everything she had come in with and walked bare footed back to her small single person dorm room. The phone in her pocket vibrated and she flipped it open, reading the text... A smirk appeared on the woman's face momentarily and she closed the phone again.

She dressed in uniform, a pleated black short skirt, white dress shirt, black tie, sweater vest, knee-high socks, short heeled close toed shoes. There was nothing unique about her other than her height. She grabbed her pack of smokes and slipped it in her bag before heading out into the hall and going for the stairs. She walked two flights down and straight down the hallway before stopping in fount of Tess’s door and knocking with three crisp knocks.