BLK JUPTR

ii. bleaching colors

Most of the black students were housed in the same places. The women's dorm's being on the left, the men's dorms being on the right, and our commons room in the middle. Being surrounded by a bunch of black people almost made me forget that we only made up a single digit percentage of the entire school population. I would even go as far to say that we were basically a mini Hillman. When I walked in, I saw that my residence hall was filled with beautiful black women. I felt the love! A woman with a clipboard, who I assumed was the dorm resident advisor, stood there with a smile on her face, greeting girls as they came in.

"Hello, welcome to Texas A&M! What's your name sweets?" she went up to me and asked.

"Xosha Lafayette."

"Ah," she said as she looked at her clipboard, "you have the room I stayed in my freshman year. Come with me."

She led me to a door that was at the end of the hallway on the left and told me that my roommate hadn't gotten here yet but I should expect her to arrive by the end of the day or earlier because that was protocol. The woman handed me my dorm key and I unlocked the door, she walked in with me.

There were already boxes in the room that had been shipped from my house last week. "I see that the rest of your things are already here, that's good. Excuse me while I just do a few inspections of the room itself."

I nodded. She took a minute and walked around the premises before telling me to have a nice day and exiting the room, closing the door behind her. I wasn't sure which bed my roommate would want, so I refrained from claiming any side of the room. I just sat on the bed on the right and took in my surroundings. I really hoped she got here soon because I needed someone to explore with.

Twenty minutes later I heard the door opening, and I immediately got up. A girl with wild poofy hair and mocha brown skin came in with a suitcase, a man behind her (he favored Idris Elba) with a large box. I assumed that was her dad.

"Hi, I'm Patience! Ugh no that's my middle name, I'm Jasmine," she said. "And this is my father."

"I'm Xosha, but you can call me Xo!" I shook her hand. Once he put the box down I shook his hand as well.

Her father said that they had a few more boxes to get from the car and I offered to help. So all three of us went out to the car and got the rest of the boxes until everything was in the room. Her father said goodbye to us before leaving.

"So, I didn't start unpacking yet because I wasn't sure which bed you wamted," I told her.

"It doesn't really matter, I'm not picky. But I do kinda want the left."

"That's good! Because I was looking at having the right."

We both conversed and started putting our clothes into the closets and dresser drawers. Jasmine seemed like a chill person. So far I learned that she lived with her dad, was majoring in law, and had an obsession with Chance The Rapper. She didn't tell me the last part, I just saw her putting posters on the wall and almost all of them were of him. I didn't find that weird at all because I had several SZA posters that I was going to be putting up too.

Once we finished unpacking not all, but the majority of our stuff, I asked her if she wanted to walk around campus, and she jumped at the chance. We walked out of our room, and both being unsure of where to start, we chose to go around the common room and see what was happening. A lot girls were on the couches just talking, joking around, and some even playing cards. Another set of girls were watching CNN on the TV, which was reporting about North Korea and how they were planning to bomb us.