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Alissa Montgomery has had enough bad experiences in her life, so going to college should be a good one. Making new friends comes easy to her, but maintaining the relationship with one of her new friends is nothing short of complicated. Al...
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2 years earlier
College. The place that every high schooler can't wait to get to. Freedom from parents and endless parties. A place where you can start over and redefine who you are. I thought I would be more excited, but I can honestly say I'm scared shitless. Unlike most of the people I went to school with, including my friends, I was not outgoing. I've never been to a party, had a boyfriend, or even been kissed. Don't get me wrong, I'm not what people would consider a nerd. I don't even like school. I guess I'm just introverted.
Now I'm here at university, I don't know anyone, and will have to share a room with a stranger for the next 4 years. My best friends and I all got into different schools so my college dream of making awesome memories with them is not coming true.
I just made it to campus after driving for four hours with the music blasting to ease my mind. I already have my room assignment because it was sent in the mail a month ago. All I need now is to get my key from my RA and unload my stuff. I park my old white Honda Accord next to a brand new Lexus and internally cringe. There are definitely a bunch of rich kids here.
Walking into the huge dorm is a bit of shock for me. Complete chaos is an understatement. Girls are everywhere, some with their parents some alone. There are tables set up with signs that have certain letters and say key pickup. I find the table that has the first letter of my last name and walk up to it.
"Hi and welcome to Hardy Hall," the preppy blonde says. "Name?"
"Um, I'm Alissa Montgomery."
"Montgomery... Montgomery hmmm oh here you are," she says finding a paper with my name and a key taped to it. "And it looks like your roommate is already here. Go to the third floor and look for room 3B."
"Thanks," I say and take the key from her.
I'm more nervous now that I know my roommate is already here. I hope she's not too cheerful, but I also hope she's not stuck up. What if she doesn't like me? How long before I can switch rooms? I can't remember anymore.
Breathe. It's fine.
That's what I keep telling myself as I grab my stuff from my car. I notice some girls seem to have brought their whole lives with them and I only have two suitcases and my bed stuff.
I hop on the elevator and take the ride up with a few other people. I get off on the third floor immediately looking for room 3B. When I find it, I freeze and try to take deep breaths before unlocking the door to my new home.
To my surprise, the room is nice and a really good size. Standing here makes everything finally feel real, but leaves me wishing things were different so my parents could be here. I wish I had someone to tell me they're proud of me for getting to this point.
I shake away the sad feeling that's trying to creep in because there's no use in thinking about all that now.
I see my roommate has already started unpacking her stuff so I go to the other side and start to do the same. A few moments later someone comes out of the bathroom and gasps.
