Chapter 5- September 1.5

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  With a full tummy, and less of a headache, I head to the dorm kitchen to throw away my plastic plate, fork and cup. Very glamourous, I know. Maybe if I actually cared to open up the subject of getting an off-campus apartment to Ashe I wouldn't ha-, "Woah, be careful there!", the guy said when I bumped into him. I looked up to apologize and saw a head of red hair and bright blue eyes. I have never seen him around, these features don't go unnoticed, "I am so, so sorry! Are you okay?", I asked concered and a little embarassed, "Yeah, are you?". I looked down at myself no scratches, no bruises but all the plastic utensils were now lying on the floor, "Yes,  I'm alright, thank you!", I said kindly and started to lean down in order to pick up my trash. "I got this" , he said and went to lift the cup that had rolled away on the ground. Well, he has got some great manners there. When the mess was taken care of I apologized and thanked him again for his help.
  Going back to my room I got really curious about him. Seriously, who was he anyway? I forgot to ask his name maybe I would have something then. Kath, get over it, he might be a transfer or something. Relief washed over me when I opened the door to see my beloved bed that I could stay in all day and watch movies on my laptop not caring about Andy, plastic dishes and kind strangers. I pressed play on my favorite movie, RV starring Robin Williams, God rest his soul. I swear, this movie fixes everything.
  I woke up to see the ending credits rolling on the screen. Damn, I slept through. Just as I was going to shut my laptop the door burst open revealing a very excited Ashe, "Hey girl!".
Ed's P.O.V.
  Not a day in here and I have already started to get into accidents. I was lucky this time to run into a very kind girl, but who says that next time I won't bump into a buff douchebag that will want to beat me up? Huh? No one. Now that I think of it this girl was beautiful. With a waterfall of brown hair flowing down her back and big, capturing, hazel eyes. I have to know who she is.
  Now, where the hell is my room? These maps are really confusing. Number 243, 244, I think I'm close, 245, 246... Ah here we go, 247! Taking the key out of my pocket I unlock the door to be met with an empty room! Thank god, no roommate and probably there won't be one, I only see one bed. I put down my backpack, suitcase and all the maps and schedules I was holding and just sit down on the bed and look around. I need to decorate this place it looks bare and very, very boring. Unpacking can wait, I want to explore. I think to myself as I take my room key and shut the door behind me.
  I take the stairs and on the floor underneath I see more rooms, students walking around, sitting on the lounge. Someone has turned their music way too high up, for whatever reason and others are banging on the person's door yelling to keep it down, but he or she is not willing to co-operate. I continue my way down to the ground floor and go outside. Maybe, I should go find the Musical Studies building so I won't be late looking for my classes the next day.
  While walking around I see a coffeeshop and deciding whether to get coffee now or later. Later it is. There in nothing better than warm coffee after a walk, right? There are signs indicating where different places are and I turn right at the corner after consulting the sign about the direction of the Musical studies building.
  Some fallen leaves crunch underneath my feet as I walk. It is only a matter of time before autumn comes once and for all.
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Woop! They met! Kind of... I know, little Kath over here seems very chill about her break- up right now, but she is still in a sort of denial. Also, I am editing small details in this story, because I look back at some chapters and I go like "wtf? This does not make sense? What was I thinking?" And yes I know, my chapters are still kind of small, but I don't want to change POV's too often because it seems a little overwhelming to give you so much information in one chapter. Oh, and please vote, comment and spread the word about four seasons!
Until next time, xoxo Christina

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