Ethan Landry, the shy dork seems to take a special interest in Y/N... It appears that your friendship is leading into something more.. Everything is going just fine, until a secret gets out..
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I walk towards the darkened hallway, as I attempt to glance at the room numbers. I can't help but think,
"This is totally not fucking creepy.."
I mean seriously. If I knew any better, I'd say someone probably died here. I have nowhere else to stay, so this is my only option. It's a crappy option, but it'll have to work. I finally find room number 24, and proceed to knock.
The door opens, and behind the wood door are two girls. Their actually quite beautiful. Not like I was expecting them to be a bunch of uggos... but it's still quite a shock. The taller one seems a little familiar. I swear I could've seen her on an article at some point..
As I form the words "Are you-" im quickly interrupted with a hello.
"I'm Sam, and this is my sister Tara."
"It's nice to meet you" I reply.
I put down my bag and take a quick look around. They take after the dorm, so I can't complain. No mess in sight. Well, except for one. On the couch.
"Hey, I'm Quinn." said the girl on the couch.
"Hi there" in a discomforted tone.
"God Quinn! We just got a new roommate and you already brought a guy over." Sam yells.
I take it that Quinn does this often. I can't help but think of the worst. How am I going to study around men's socks and a woman's bralette? I shudder at just the thought.
"I'm sorry for that. Quinn is 'sex positive' and my sister Sam, is decidedly not."
"It's alright.." that's when Tara grabs me by the hand and brings me to the side.
"I know you're new and all you want to do is probably just settle in, but I was wondering if you'd like to come with me and a few friends to a party?"
Although staying in my bed watching Gilmore Girls in a French braid seems amusing, but it doesn't seem to be up against a college party. I decide to accept her invite.
"Wonderful! Just don't let Sam know, she'll kill me."
"Of course." I smiled.
"Hey- and by the way, it's a costume party. So dress up tonight okay?"
"You bet."
I quickly set up my bed and stored my clothes into the drawers. I didn't think to bring a costume with me to college, so I guess I'll have to go find one at a local store. I sat down starting to ponder whether I should wear something suggestive or scary. I manage to giggle as I'm reminded of the party scene in Mean Girls. I grab my purse and head out the door.
I walk down the hallway and manage to get myself to the lobby. I push open the doors. I totally forgot that I'm not in Connecticut anymore. I have no idea where any local stores are. In a big city like New York, you could think any store is a costume store. I look around and in the corner of my eye, I see a figure dressed in a black robe.
"What the actually fuck was that" I whisper to myself. I decided to gain the courage to look back once again. It's a guy in one of those costumes from Stab. That scared the crap out of me. What dork would dress up like that outside a dormitory at this time of night? He seems to be looking up at the higher floors.
"Is he looking at my window?" Nah. He couldn't possibly be. I manage to form a half smile until the guy in the costume turns and stares directly at me. I look away, hoping for it to be just some awkward contact with a stranger. My gut is telling me to look back. I force open my eyes and take a peak once again. He's still staring. I'm just going to take this as a sign to get the fuck out of here.
