Chapter 1 (Samaira's Photo)

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I placed my hand on the door knob of my so called 'new-home'.

"No! I don't want to stay here." I cried. My home was so comfy and warm, I regretted making the decision of staying in a dorm. The only person happy with my decision was my mother India. She assumed that if I stayed away from home I would be more responsible and confident. Do you want to know what I think of this idea? It's total bullshit.

I, reluctantly opened the door and my not-so-gorgeous pair of eyes were met by two cheap looking beds, who must have seen better days. A pair of chipped tables with messages carved on them, two office revolving chairs.

'Oh! This is so exciting!' I sarcastically said to myself. There were two big size wardrobe.

"Okay, take a deep breath and enter the room." I ordered myself. I dragged my luggage inside and placed them beside the wall. I walked further inside the room. Looking at the condition of the room, I realised that my room mate has already shifted in. Her clothes were arranged in her wardrobe and her bed was made properly with pink sheets and a large heart-shaped pillow.

'Wow! She is pinky!' I thought to myself. I was scanning the room when suddenly my eye landed on the posters that, she had hung on the walls.

"Well, Hello Boys." I grinned, while looking at the posters. My eyes were filled with so much excitement because she too likes the same boy band--One Direction and the hottest man on earth- Adam Levine.

"We will get along really well." I thought to myself, while doing a little happy dance. Yes, I do have my own happy dance.

I randomly sat on my bed while admiring at the posters that were pasted before me. Ust then, I heard the door knob being twisted, I turned around to see who was invading my personal time with my boys. 'You don't own this room alone, Samaira.' I said to myself. Yes, I don't. But who must it be? My chain of thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and walks in a pretty girl with fair complexion, light brown dyed hair and grey green eyes. She is so pretty and her eye colour is so rare in India.

"Hi, I am Aaliyah, your room-mate." she introduced herself.

"Hey, I am Samaira. Nice to meet you." I said giving her a warm smile.

"Nice to meet you too, Samaira." She retuned the smile.

" I assume, you just walked in?" She asked me.

"Oh yeah!" I replied back.

"I can help you unpack your stuff." she said while looking at my luggage. Aww, she wants to help me. She is so sweet.

"That would be of great help.Thanks." I beamed.

We started unzipping my bags. I decided to put all my clothes in the racks first. We were making small conversations in between.

"Where are you from Samaira?" she questioned me.

"I am from Delhi itself, but my mom insisted me to stay in a dorm so that, I could grow more responsible and confident." I said, while rolling my eyes. "So, here I am, in the campus hostel of DUC. Yipee!" I continued again, faking my enthusiasm.

"Oh! so you are a Delhite?" She further enquired.. I nodded my head in agreement.

"Well, I am from Pune and I am here for my degree course in business." she stated.

"OMG! That's so awesome. I am doing the same course." I shrieked cheerfully.

"So, we are roomies, as well as, classmates." She announced, while raising her hand for a high five. I smashed my hand on hers and grinned.

I know, we are acting like kids here. But hey, it's great to know that you are getting along well with the person you are supposed to spend the next two years with.

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