Call the Deer by Her First Name

6:35am|monday

Fuck school. Fuck boys. Fuck my life. As we drive up to Renold's School for the Disadvantaged all I saw was couples keeping each other warm. Originally from NY I knew all about cool winters, but this was a Maine September. That meant a cold autumn. The driver stopped at the main door. School didn't start for another week, I had that time to get settled in and spruce up my dorm (yeah right). I hoped out and grabbed my duffle from the boot which the driver had politely opened for me (the driver was not from NY) he tipped his hat and wished me good luck. As he drove away I turned to look at my new home/school.
"This is gonna be bad" I sigh and continue into the building. About half an hour later I was walking down the hallway to my dorm. The dorm building that I was assigned to has a centre common room that than splits off into a boys and girls common room, those common rooms then split off into eight hallways, each with six dorm rooms. My room was in hallway E, room 4. As I walked in I noticed another bed, already dressed with frilled white sheets and a pastel pink duvet. It's covered with decorative pillows and the book shelf is filled with twilight books and puzzle boxes. Her side of room has posters of inspirational quotes and cats.
"great" I said sarcastically "my roommate is awesome"
"I am?!" I hear an overly excited high pitched voice behind me "that's so sweet of you to say!"
"Thanks, it's nice to meet you" I replied and turned around to dress my bed.
"It's nice to meet you too!" Than she continued to ramble on about how last year her roommate hated her(which I did not find hard to believe) and she was so lucky to have such a nice roommate now.
"Where are my manors! I'm Susan!"
"Brooke" I respond finishing dressing my bed.
"I'm gonna go look around, I'll catch you later" I say, walking towards the door.
"Okay roomy! I'll catch you later!" She said 'catch you later' in air quotes. I don't turn back at her comment and continue into the main common room. 'Couples' I think and shutter. Couples everywhere. I walk outside, to my right were several fields of the sport variety (not my forte) the my left, a lake (bingo!). As I walk I see a boy, alone(that's a first. He has ashy blonde hair and mucky green eyes. Tattoos crawled up his arms, and those arms were crawling across a sketch book. He looks up and down at the lake a couple of times than to the side (oh shit I'm staring)
"Hey" he nods and closes the book "you're new" he smirks playfully