One day at College

The First Day

           Jasmine Richardson had just finished high school and she was moving on to her new life in London England. She was fresh out of a private school and was excited to be going to a school where they had so many more people than the small school she had just come from. Jasmine hurried off the buss to see the city of London. Big Ben stood off to her left and tall old English buildings loomed to her right. She grinned widely as she hurried over towards the large School sign. Inside the administration's office she signed up for her classes and booked her dorm, after doing all of those things she followed the blond haired girl, who had helped her with all of her transactions within the administrations office, to the dorms then to the dining hall. Jasmine hurried to place all of her things into her new dorm room and ran to the dining hall just as dinner was being served. "Looking for a place to sit?" Someone asked from behind Jasmine, she had just gotten her food and was looking at her fellow classmates sitting around the tables in the outside dining area.

"Um.... Actually ya." She said looking around for whoever had spoken to her. Her eyes moved slowly over a young man sitting not far from her, his hair was a jet black and he seemed to be wearing a bit of makeup. She smiled when she looked his way and blushed when she realized he was looking at her as well. "Um... this is really daft but would whoever just spoke to me please raise their hand?" She spoke. She felt foolish doing that but for the life of her she did not believe the dark-haired man could have been speaking to her.

"I did." Jasmine turned to see the dark haired man standing beside her, "Sorry about that." He said smiling down at her, he made Jasmine look very short even at 5.3" tall she seemed quite small up against him. "I don't normally ask other people to my table."

"Oh, I had no idea there were assigned tables." Jasmine said smiling at the man. She had no idea what his name was or where he was from, but by taking a good look at him she felt like she knew him. "I'm Jasmine, Jasmine Richardson." Jasmine reached out her hand to shake his.

"Christopher McGough. Nice to meet you. Are you new here today?" Christopher asked. he smiled as he took his seat on the table he had been sitting at.

"Yes, is it that obvious?" Jasmine asked. She was nervous now, he seemed to be asking a lot of questions and she knew her father had warned her about those who asked too much. Her father had told her that sometimes when someone takes interest in your home life that often they mean harm to your family and you should give out a s little about yourself as you can.

"Well, you have not picked up your dorms uniforms." Christopher said smiling at her. "That's alright I'll take you right there after dinner."

"Oh you don't have to." Jasmine said smiling at him, "I'm sure I can handle a trip to the main office thank you." Christopher burst out laughing. He balled over like seeing Jasmine confident about something amused him. "What ever have I done that amuses you so?' Jasmine said looking at him worriedly.

"We don't have a school uniform silly." Christopher said laughing, "Sorry, sorry, I just had to see how new you were." Jasmine almost punched him, she had not heard of the dress code and she was freaking out that she was going to have to find a job or something to pay off the cost of the uniforms or something, and she was worried that her father would not approve of them or, that he didn't like them and she was going to have to change schools. "OH MY Gee, sorry did I really freak you out? You look pale." Christopher looked at Jasmine worriedly, the dark hair girl before him looked at if she had seen a ghost, she was pale as paper.

"That was so mean." She said slapping his arm, "Why would you scare me like that?" She finally let out a small laugh and looked up at him. "I freak about those kinds of things because of my father, he....is... challenging."