Magcon or maybe?

Chapter 3

MALLORIE POV:

"Oh excuse me, I meant you'll be with... Cameron Dallas!" He said as he corrected himself. I stood there for looking like a foul holding my bags and my room. I slowly walked to the elevator and pressed the open button.

The door opened and I walked inside, to my luck no one else was in the elevator.

I opened my key holder to look at my room number. "Room 347" I told myself. The elevator door finally opened to the 3rd floor. I looked for a sign that told which way the room numbers went but of corse they didn't have one.

After about 5minutes I found the room, 347.

CAMERONE POV:

I slowly opened the door and to my surprise Mallorie wasn't there yet. Since I had some time to spare I quickly unpacked my things, then went to the mirror to look at myself. I was wearing red basketball shorts, a magcon t-shirt, and vans with black nike socks.

I thought I looked presentable so I flopped onto my queen size bed and started scrolling down vine. Within minutes the door opened and I saw Mallorie carrying her bags into the room.

She was so pretty when she was in casual clothes, black nike leggings, an oversized college t-shirt, and red vans. Her dirty blonde hair fell perfectly beneath her shoulders, and her blue eyes sparkled within every movement she made.

I don't think she noticed me at first so I said "hey!!". She looked up at me and said "hey!"back. She organized all her clothes and went into the bathroom to change. She came out wearing a magcon shirt, red nike shorts, and vans.

We both laughed at each other because we were basically wearing the same things Mallorie walked up to me on the bed and said "hey, I kinda like it." "Me too" I replied.

We both laughed again, Mallorie flipped herself onto the other bed, smiled at me then pulled out her phone.