Standing at the entrance of the room, stood a very gorgeous girl. Her eyes were the color of a forests that I wouldn't mind being lost in, with hints of gold. Eventhough she wore her hair up in a neat bun, there were still some of her curls framing her face perfectly. In comparison to me, she wore a green plaid skirt that ended a bit above her knees and a white turtleneck top with long sleeves. On the outside she looked like your typical friendly girl-next-door, but I knew, that if she's here at LSA, that it couldn't be further from the truth.
After a few moments of looking around, she finally noticed me. I couldn't believe my eyes. Just when I thought she couldn't get more perfect, I realized that she had freckles spread all over her face and neck.
"So you must be my new roommate, pleasure to meet you. I'm Ava Sinclair", she said to me in that honey-like voice of hers. To which I replied with:
"Trust me, the pleasure is all mine", while kissing the top of her hand gently. While she was trying to hide her chuckle, I saw a slight blush starting to stain her cheeks.
Since we're going to be living together until we graduate, we might as well get to know eachother. So we decided that we could play 20 question, with a twist.
This will be fun.
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Dear Little Slut
RomansaWhat happens when you get accepted to the most prestigious (and sluttiest) girls-only academy in the country, where you can freely express who you are?
