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 Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:04 pm
"What room would you like?" the receptionist asked.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:11 pm
Timathy blew some smoke shapes, hardly circles, but he was trying for hearts, as he watched Isamu, hoping he wouldn't be noticed. He checked his keys and walked slowly, watching Isamu, almost walking into several people on the way. When he finally got into his room, he found things already unpacked. Timathy jumped onto a bed, still blowing smoke rings, and taking an ashtray out of his pocket.
Timathy started to get curious and walked over to the suitcase, looking for a name. He read to himself 'Isamu Hidaka, hope he's a cutey, not that he could be any cuter than that one in the grounds...' Timathy put his head up and looked out the window trying to spot him.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:13 pm
Kamio tried to think of an answer, she hadn't given any thought to whether she would prefer a top or bottom floor dorm before. She quickly went though the pros and cons of each. Top floor means having to climb stairs with groceries and heavy books, but it may provide a prettier view from the windows. Bottom floor is easier to get to, and probably has views just as pretty, and also you don't have to worry about stomping or otherwise disturbing the people below.
"I would like the first floor, room 3, if that's possible" She answered. Three is her lucky number.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:25 pm
Mai took the key from the receptionist with a polite "Thank you." and with her suitcase and key in hand, Mai turned and saw a girl looking as shy as she felt. Giving the girl a sympathetic smile, Mai moved from the queue, but couldn't see Isamu anymore. Biting her lip, she walked out of the reception in hope of finding her way to the dorm rooms. Floor 1, room 1, hmm at least it'll be easy to remember. she thought.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:32 pm
Lynsie the door at the end of the hall, the side closest the entrance, but not the side she started trying from. She put her key in the door, and as it unlocked, she drop everything once again. She started kicking it into the room, now too tierd to care about picking it up. 'I'll do it when I have my breathe back,' she thought, collapsing on the bed, leaving the door open 'Room 1, Floor 1, How did I forget that... even If I couldn't look at my key...'
Lynsie soon started to clear up her books from the floor, and her stationary, which she then put in the closet. 'Damn, I need to steal some clothes,' she thought 'Or do they have some student help around here? Maybe from the little market town down the road...'
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:42 pm
"Yes, it is," the receptionist said. "You have a roommate. Try your best to get along."
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Isamu continued to walk towards the dorms, careful to not bump into anyone. When he got to his room, he found it unlocked. A roommate? he thought. He walked into the room and saw someone blowing smoke rings. and holding an ashtray.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:48 pm
Timathy sat up slowly, this time almost succeding in making a heart.
'Hey, you Isamu?' He smiled at the side of his mouth, and without waiting for a reply laughed, 'Well, fancy that,' laying back down, Timathy admired Isamu's features, making it quite obvious what he was doing. He stubbed out his cigarette and started looking though his pockets again, laying the ashtray down on the bed.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 2:58 pm
"Th-thank you." Kamio said, taking the key that was offered to her. She hoisted her bag onto her back and started down the hallway. She had a general idea of where her room was but still walked slowly and deliberately though the halls. There were students milling about everywhere. She sighed, many of them already seemed so comfortable.
She found herself at room three in short order. She took out her key but as she pushed it into the lock the door swung open. "I guess my roommate got here before me" she thought as she entered the room. her surmise was affirmed when she saw that a guy was sleeping on one of the beds. She tried to be quiet as she put her things down. She agonized over the loudness of the zipper on her suitcase as she opened it and started hanging her clothes in the closet that was still empty.
When she had arranged all of her things on her side of the dorm she looked around happily. She had hung up some posters and photos of her mom and the pet cat that she had left behind and the bed was now nicely made up with the blankets that she had crocheted years ago and her silk pillows. It was starting to feel like home already.
She sat down on the edge of her bed and pulled out her sketchbook again. She got to work on adding some finishing touches to the drawing that she had started earlier. Normally she would prefer to read a book than draw, but her mind was still too full to sit so still.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:09 pm
Noticing the signs this time, Mai looked for the ones that gave directions to the dorm rooms and actually managed to find her way there with only a few wrong turns along the way.
Climbing the stairs to the first floor, she glanced at the first few doors looking for Room 1. The one after the open door was labelled with a two, so she peered around the open door before it and sure enough, found her assigned room. So I do have a roommate...she guessed, before looking at the various items strewn across the floor, Definitely do. "Um, hello?" Mai called out hesistantly.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:12 pm
Xiang started to shuffle up to the reception desk, and waited her the receptionist to notice her. She stood on the tips of her toes, as to look older. She had notice the other students were around twice her age, and she didn't want to be left out because she was so young.
'Excuse me,' She mummbled, 'May I have a key? My parents got this letter,' She put the letter on the desk, and held her right arm with her other hand. 'Am I in the right place miss??' She looked back into the grounds, but relised it was too late to go back now, she would just look childish and stupid.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:15 pm
Lynsie stood up quickly, dropping the books she had in her hand. 'Ummm... I'm sorry, I am cleaning it up, I don't have a bag you see,' Lynsie returned to sweeping the books into the closet, 'I'm soo sorry, please, come in, I'm guessing your my roommate?' Lynsie stood quickly swiping her herself and held out her hand. 'Lynsie Yyteria, may I ask your name?'
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:26 pm
"Oh d-don't worry about it." Mai replied, placing her suitcase down near the door. "Do you want any help? I'm Mai by the way, and yes I think we're roommates. It's nice to meet you." she added, shaking Lynsie's hand.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:33 pm
Lynsie smiled,
'You can have whichever bed you want, I havn't touched either, and I'm fine either way...' Lynsie felt very awkward, she'd never had a roommate before, and the only people she'd ever interacted with was her carer and someone way back in the past. It was very new again to talk to someone new. She scratched the back off her neck, and smiled again.
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:40 pm
"Yes, you are in the right place. What is your name and the room number you want?" the receptionist asked.
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Isamu noticed the boy admiring him and began to grow uncomfortable. "Uh..." He went over to his bed and placed his bag down. From it, he took his sketch book and drawing utensils, trying to avoid the boy's gaze.
((Sorry I'm taking so long to answer. I'm playing a game with my family.))
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Posted: Sun May 03, 2009 3:40 pm
Kamio sighed as she put the finished drawing aside. It wasn't amazing, but she was happy with her progress. Her mother had bought that sketchbook for her as a going away present. Kamio's mother was a natural artist, though she never practiced. She wondered if perhaps she could one day be as talented as her mother.
She stood up and stretched her arms over her head. Her skirt had wrinkles on it from sitting on the bus for so long, so she quickly and silently changed into a simple black dress, watching her roommate out of the corer of her eye as she did so to be sure that he didn't wake up while she was dressing. She tied her hair back loosely with a black ribbon that she procured from her pocket and resolved to go explore the campus.
She slipped silently out of her dorm and began walking the hallways. It seemed uncommonly loud in the dorms, but she assumed that it was merely due to it being the first day and excitement running high. It gave her comfort to know that the school was brand new and hardly any of the student's knew each other yet. She was just as new and awkward as everyone else.
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