What Makes Us.

i. the first one

      "Are you sure you don't need me to stay and help you settle in? Ooooh we can get dinner in one of these cute little restaurants after we set everything up," my sister offered. I knew she didn't want to leave me just yet, but the longer we drag out this goodbye, the more likely I am to burst out in tears. 

      "No, no, I'm okay. I think you should go, you do have such a long drive ahead of you, you really should start heading home," I softly said back to her. I could already feel the lump in my throat getting bigger and bigger, the tip of my nose stung and I knew my eyes would follow ensue. 

      "Awe, you're right.. well I'll see you in a few weeks. Call and text every day. I love you, don't forget that." My sister hugged me tight, she grabbed her things and headed out, I could see her from my dorm window walking out to her car. I sighed, sitting on my bed, I was finally alone. Kinda. My roommate would be here soon, it was only 6pm and she was scheduled to move in at 8pm, so I had two hours to get all my things together. 

      In those two hours I've done so much I should've made a sped up montage of it, and the boxes on top of boxes on top of boxes in my room soon turned into folded clothes and stored away goodies. The screeching door swung open and introduced me to a tall, skinny, smiling brunette. "Hi! Are you my roommate? I'm literally terrified I might be in the wrong dorm," she nervously laughed.

      "I'm Florencia, whats your name?" I tried to push aside my racing heart, the sound of that door almost gave me a heart attack. 

      "Oh, I'm Eleanor and it seems I am in the right dorm," she smiled quite brightly at me.

       "Awe yay, you can call me Flor, it's usually easier for people to say," I offered, trying to be as nice as possible. I do that quite often, try to be as friendly of a face as possible, you just never know if someone might need it. As I got caught up in my own thoughts, Eleanor spoke. 

       "Well looks like you are quite settled, I don't think I'll be anything in comparison to you for a few days," she laughed, "I only brought two suitcases for tonight I don't think I could've handled lugging all those boxes here!" I simply watched her, she seemed to hold up the conversation pretty well on her own, I didn't mean to be quiet I just sometimes catch myself being more observant than part of the moment. "So, now that we're roommates, what are we going to do tonight?" It took me a few seconds to process her words and snap out of my momentary trance.

       "Oh um, tonight? I actually hadn't thought about that and I have class tomorrow at 8am," I blabbered. Eleanor was pretty easy to get comfortable around, my second sentence to her sounded like one spoken between two old friends. 

      "Yeah, I know. We have psychology together, I'm not a creep or anything that's just the only class scheduled tomorrow morning. Buuuut, you're in luck! I met a really cute guy on my way over here and his fraternity is having a party tonight to start off the school year and you need to come," she begged me.

      "Me? Are you sure?" I was hoping she'd rethink her choice and look at the girl who's waves had turned into frizz, leggings and an oversized sweater and wonder how much of a party person I really am. Now, don't get me wrong I do like to have fun but I always get in my own head, my social battery runs out and I end up counting the minutes until I can take my makeup off and put my pjs on. On the other hand, I do want to go I promised myself I wouldn't let me get in the way of experiencing new things and I can't start off by turning down the first event I'm invited to. "You know what? I'll go with you," I smiled, excited and panicked.

      "Oh, yay! I'm gonna rummage through these suitcases and start getting ready," she said hauling the big case on top of her bed and unzipping it. I moved over to my drawers full of freshly folded clothes and picked out black skinny jeans ripped at the knees with a hoodie and some converse, I didn't see the point in getting too dressed up for a frat party. Although I did put a lot of effort into my makeup, I absolutely loved doing my makeup, it's one of the things I got from my mom. I put on a black Nike hat and waited for Eleanor to finish the last of her makeup. She wore her hair curly while I wore mine straight, but we wore similar outfits so I didn't feel too insecure with what I was wearing. "We can go in my car and I will try my hardest to stay sober but you hold my keys alright?" I nodded in agreement and we headed off. 

      Pulling up to the frat house I didn't know what to expect, would it be like in the movies? Well it kinda was. There wasn't toilet paper hanging off trees or guys running around in togas but you could definitely see a party booming, people spilled through the front door and out to the lawn, red cups in hand. 

       I wondered if this was going to be a memorable night. It would be the first one.