Jess
"Third door on the left, right across from the intersection with the hall that goes to the back. The bathrooms are right there," Maria says with a huge smile on her face. Okay. So apparently she heard me.
"Here you go." She holds the door for me as I go in, and throw my bag on the bed carefully, as to not break anything in it.
"Thanks," I say with a smile, wondering if she'll come inside. It's not like I mind the company or anything.
"So, which floor is your room on?"
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~Sicily~
"Yeah, that's right near Isabel Evan's room. She's my friend's sister," He explains. "It's on this floor, but down at the end of the hallway." I look down the hall trying to figure out an escape route, just in case. "Need me to carry anything?"
I look back to him, "Uh....Yeah. Would you mind carrying my bag. I say motioning to my nuckles, "There sort of....you know." I say indicating that they hurt.
"Yeah, that's right near Isabel Evan's room. She's my friend's sister," He explains. "It's on this floor, but down at the end of the hallway." I look down the hall trying to figure out an escape route, just in case. "Need me to carry anything?"
I look back to him, "Uh....Yeah. Would you mind carrying my bag. I say motioning to my nuckles, "There sort of....you know." I say indicating that they hurt.
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Michael
"Uh....Yeah. Would you mind carrying my bag. There sort of....you know." She says, pointing to her knuckles.
"Oh, sure," I say brightly, grabbing the bag. "Come on, I'll lead the way." Weaving through the people of the halls, I make sure she's behind me, but I don't stop until I get to the room listed on the paper.
"Here it is, they must have given you the key?"
"Uh....Yeah. Would you mind carrying my bag. There sort of....you know." She says, pointing to her knuckles.
"Oh, sure," I say brightly, grabbing the bag. "Come on, I'll lead the way." Weaving through the people of the halls, I make sure she's behind me, but I don't stop until I get to the room listed on the paper.
"Here it is, they must have given you the key?"
*Maria*
I linger in the doorway for a moment, until Jess turns and says, "So, which floor is your room on?"
I take that as an invitation and I come in and perch on the edge of a chair. I can stay here and chat with him and maybe miss Math altogether. We're supposed to be friendly to the newcomers, afterall. The Professor said it himself only this morning at breakfast.
"I'm on the same floor, but on the other wing. The middle of this floor is like an apartment for the Professor -- with an elevator to the first floor where his office is. Then there's about ten rooms on each side. Mine is the second one on the right after you pass the stairs."
I linger in the doorway for a moment, until Jess turns and says, "So, which floor is your room on?"
I take that as an invitation and I come in and perch on the edge of a chair. I can stay here and chat with him and maybe miss Math altogether. We're supposed to be friendly to the newcomers, afterall. The Professor said it himself only this morning at breakfast.
"I'm on the same floor, but on the other wing. The middle of this floor is like an apartment for the Professor -- with an elevator to the first floor where his office is. Then there's about ten rooms on each side. Mine is the second one on the right after you pass the stairs."
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Maria steps into the room and sits on the edge of a chair, and I smile at her. Maybe we can hang out, besides, it's not like she wants to go to class right now anyways. And I've got to make friends with someone who'll get my work when I'm 'otherwise preoccupied.'
"I'm on the same floor, but on the other wing. The middle of this floor is like an apartment for the Professor -- with an elevator to the first floor where his office is. Then there's about ten rooms on each side. Mine is the second one on the right after you pass the stairs." As I file that to memory for future reference, I start to unpack my stuff, pulling out a laptop, which goes on the desk, my camera, and some posters from home. My bag is like a freaking Mary Poppins bag. It holds all.
"So, you said you're a junior, right? So you've been here three years then? What is it that you 'do' exactly, if you catch my drift," I ask, using finger quotes and all. Might as well get out what my 'talent' is now, so I don't have to explain myself later.
Maria steps into the room and sits on the edge of a chair, and I smile at her. Maybe we can hang out, besides, it's not like she wants to go to class right now anyways. And I've got to make friends with someone who'll get my work when I'm 'otherwise preoccupied.'
"I'm on the same floor, but on the other wing. The middle of this floor is like an apartment for the Professor -- with an elevator to the first floor where his office is. Then there's about ten rooms on each side. Mine is the second one on the right after you pass the stairs." As I file that to memory for future reference, I start to unpack my stuff, pulling out a laptop, which goes on the desk, my camera, and some posters from home. My bag is like a freaking Mary Poppins bag. It holds all.
"So, you said you're a junior, right? So you've been here three years then? What is it that you 'do' exactly, if you catch my drift," I ask, using finger quotes and all. Might as well get out what my 'talent' is now, so I don't have to explain myself later.
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~Sicily~
"Oh, sure," he says and takes my bag, "Come on, I'll lead the way." And I follow him as he weaves through all the people. "Here it is, they must have given you the key?" He says and I remember that I left it in the car.
"Damn it." I say, "I left it in the car. Here, move for a sec." I say walking towards the door and extending one of my blades, trying to resist the pain. I stick the blade into the key hole and move my fist. Then, Click. I retract the blade and pop my fingers so that the pain will cease. I open the door and walk into the room. It was nice. I look to Michael, "So where's your room?" I ask with a smirk.
"Oh, sure," he says and takes my bag, "Come on, I'll lead the way." And I follow him as he weaves through all the people. "Here it is, they must have given you the key?" He says and I remember that I left it in the car.
"Damn it." I say, "I left it in the car. Here, move for a sec." I say walking towards the door and extending one of my blades, trying to resist the pain. I stick the blade into the key hole and move my fist. Then, Click. I retract the blade and pop my fingers so that the pain will cease. I open the door and walk into the room. It was nice. I look to Michael, "So where's your room?" I ask with a smirk.
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Michael
"Damn it. I left it in the car. Here, move for a sec." Sicily says, walking in front of me, where she extends her blades and jimmies the lock. Cool.
She walks inside, and I follow her. "So where's your room?" She asks, and I'm still getting over the fact that those blades are the most awesome endowment I've seen in a while, but I answer her all the same.
"Neat trick. Anyways, I live one floor up, on the guy's end of the hallway. Room 320. You can pop in anytime and visit," I say with a grin, sitting in one of her chairs. I always wondered why these rooms were so nicely furnished, but I guess they want us comfortable and all. I don't complain.
"Damn it. I left it in the car. Here, move for a sec." Sicily says, walking in front of me, where she extends her blades and jimmies the lock. Cool.
She walks inside, and I follow her. "So where's your room?" She asks, and I'm still getting over the fact that those blades are the most awesome endowment I've seen in a while, but I answer her all the same.
"Neat trick. Anyways, I live one floor up, on the guy's end of the hallway. Room 320. You can pop in anytime and visit," I say with a grin, sitting in one of her chairs. I always wondered why these rooms were so nicely furnished, but I guess they want us comfortable and all. I don't complain.
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"Maybe I just might have to." Sicily says in a flirty voice, licking her lips teasingly. Well then. There's nothing wrong with a little flirtation.
"The door's always open, I like the new students to feel welcome," I tell her with a wink, leaning back in the chair.
"Looking down at the paper in my hand, I try to figure out what classes she's got. So, what grade are you joining?" I ask, not even realizing I've changed the subject. I may have a slight case of ADD what with the shape shifting and all.
"Maybe I just might have to." Sicily says in a flirty voice, licking her lips teasingly. Well then. There's nothing wrong with a little flirtation.
"The door's always open, I like the new students to feel welcome," I tell her with a wink, leaning back in the chair.
"Looking down at the paper in my hand, I try to figure out what classes she's got. So, what grade are you joining?" I ask, not even realizing I've changed the subject. I may have a slight case of ADD what with the shape shifting and all.