"Good-bye sweetheart, remember you start up next week on Monday. Call me when you wake up, and when you go to bed." I hug my mom goodbye. "Tell dad I love him!" I yell walking towards my college with 3 bags. "I will!" She says rolling up her window and watching me walk through the crowds to the doors of my college.
I look around myself I'm free. Finally, no more being bossed around and being told what to do. I look, and see a group of girls wearing short skirts, and tight tee-shirts, Then kids wearing all black, with black eye liner surrounding their eyes. So far not seeing anyone I would get along with.
I walk into the main building and I get my dorm room number and key. I walk out of the building to the girls' dorm building. I walk in and it's a mad-house. Girls running in and out of rooms, some just standing there chatting. I continue walking, and I stop right in front of room 32. Okay, now whoever is in here, is who I will be friends with. It's either make it, or break it. I walk in and see a girl wearing sweatpants, and a baggy tee shirt on her laptop in her bed. Whoa, she's already exactly like me. "Hey, I'm Justice." I say smiling. She looks up from her laptop. "Hello! I wasn't sure which bed you wanted, so I took this one, but if you want to change we sure can!" She says with a smile shutting her laptop. "No, no, it's fine. I'll take this bed." I drop all of my bags onto the bed and sit down. "I'm Jazzy." She says walking over next to me.
"Cool name." I say sitting upright on the soft bed. "Thanks, my real name is Jasmine, but I'm a Jazz dancer, and I somehow got the name Jazzy." I grin, "I wish I had a cool nickname. I'm just Justice." She sticks out her hand and I shake it. "Well Justice, over the year, we shall find a nickname for you." I smile.
I start unpacking and after about 15 minutes I finish. I honestly, did not bring a lot of clothes with me, but my mom gave me $200 dollars for clothes. "Do you mind if I invite a friend over? I think you two will really hit it off." She pulls a phone out of her pocket unlocking it, staring into my green eyes. "We just met like half-an-hour ago?" I raise my eyebrow confused. "Trust me, I'm like a matchmaker. He's been looking for someone to share his life with for years, and I think your her." Okay, she's kinda freaking me out now. "Uh, yeah, sure. Call him over." I say hesitant.
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We hear a knock on the door. "Come in!" Jazzy yells. A hot blonde walks into the room. What did Jazzy think setting me up with him? He's like a god, and I'm just like.... me.
"WHUDDUP MUTHAFUCKA?!" Jazzy yells, "NO MUDDAFUCKA WHUDDUP WIT YOU?" I stand there awkwardly while they reunite. He sits next to her on the bed, and puts his arm around her. "Hello! You must be Justice?" He says looking at my boring dull eyes, with his sparkling blue eyes. "Yes, and you are?" I say blushing. "Niall." His face also goes red. "UP!" Jazzy yells pulling Niall up to his feet. She shoves him and me into a closet. We hear a lock click. "Have fun you two!" She says shutting the door.
"Fuck! What did she do?" I say trying to space myself from Niall, but I can't. Because the closet is so freaking ass tiny, that we are up against each other. "I don't know about you, but I'm claustophobic." Niall says freaking out. "I am too." I say pushing up against the closet door.
"I give up, she's too damn good." He says with defeat in his voice. "When do you think she'll be back?" I ask him. "Knowing her, a good hour or two." I tip my head back sighing. "Well, why don't we ask each other questions?" I ask him. I see him nod his head in the darkness of the closet. "Where are you from?" I ask him. "Mullingar Ireland, and you?"
"Whoa, your aways from home! And I'm from a small town, right here in the state of beautiful ol Minnesota."
"Yeah, I'm a little homesick, but I really like America." I smile in the darkness.
