Chase Wilde

Oh...Hi

Hi guys...I'm soooo sorry for not updating for like forever! (This is a filler chapter-yes I know)I lost faith. Sigh. But trust me its back now. It WILL stay. I just need a proper day to update. I'll figure one out.
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Chapter 2:Oh...Hi
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Chelsea P.O.V

I walk in the dorm room, hauling in my heavy luggage. Like...wow. I overdid it. But hey! College! Full of new experiences, tragic and embarrassing mistakes and boyfriends...

Oh dear gawd- save me.

Closing the door behind me, I call out, seeing as though the TV was on- that meant someone was in here. Right?
"Hello??" I call out again, a little bit louder this time as I didn't get a response the first.

I hear the closing of something a book maybe? Followed by the pit-pit-patters of feet. Soon enough, I'm face to face with another girl.

Her dark mahogany-brown hair framed her perfectly round and symmetrical face. As blue as the morning sky, her eyes sparked with curiosity, earphones hung in her hand.

Oh. So that's why she didn't hear me. I put the pieces together. She was probably reading and listening to music...

See! I'm smart. I only look...dumb. Uugh! Another topic for another day.

Breaking out of a somewhat trance she puts out her hand, "Erm...Hi! Nice to meet you. I'm Morgan Elizabeth Greene and my initials spell 'MEG', cool huh? And I'm 15- uh wait no 16! I'm kinda getting accustomed since my bday was like some weeks ago and its a new age an-..." Her voice fades off realizing she's rambling.
I giggle at her forwardness and oblivious rambling.

I get a strange feeling she'll be a stereotypical, social media girl- but then I'd be stereotyping.
I'm after all the stereotype category;brainless fangirl...or so they say.

"Sorry..."she apologizes looking quite sincere and embarrassed.
"Its OK." I smile, "I'm Chelsea June Kay, my initials spell 'CJK', and I'm 16 also. Just thought it would be fair since you...did just tell me a good bit about you."

She blushes before apologizing once more.

I wonder where my room is?
Hmm...

"Oh! I should probably give you a tour seeing as though I'm very much accustomed to here. Come on!"
I mumble a 'thanks' dragging my suitcases with me.

"OK so, this is the kitchen. Its really big." And it was really big," But everything in this dorm is big. You should see the rooms"

Her words bring an uprising of excitement in me. I really want to see my room. DIY! DIY!
"Any way let me show you the bathroom. Its only one buts its a suite. They had to have known it'd have been two girls in here."

We laugh together after checking out the bathroom.

"And now the best part! Drumroll..." She beats a drumroll on her thighs, " the bedroom!"
She opens the door and I realize its a conjoined room.

Huge room. Two beds;big beds,3 metres apart. 2 nightstands, 2 dressers, 2 desk sets, ;1 each.
It was perfect so I don't mind sharing.

"I hope you don't mind that its a...joined room?" She asked looking nervous.
"If you want you can switch roommates...or..rooms.." She muttered so quietly I almost didn't hear.
She didn't want me to leave.
I didn't mind sharing with her so.
"No its OK. I think I'll enjoy rooming with you, Morgan."
Looking pleased she sighs in relief, "Do you need me to help you unpack?You uh...kinda have a lot," she suggests.
I nod my head, very much thankful that she asked.