Hi I'm Kiley! [Kiley]

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I didn't even UN pack my bags since i would be moving into a dorm house. to be quite honest, im glad I'm leaving my mother, my expression about this whole things was "HELL YEA!" . I walked out of the door, and waited for a taxi to notice me, while doing so, i mentally calculated all the trouble i was going to get into. I lifted my bright pink bad to my shoulder, and I noticed a Curly haired guy staring at me, He wasn't my type but he was cute though. As he approached me, i thought -Here we go- I was use to guys coming up to me. "Hi," I said first. "Hey, whats a beautiful girl like you doing out in, east London, Alone? You visiting someone," He asked, probably because my style didn't look like anything the Over the top rich people of East London whore. -Creep- i thought, as i put my best flirt face on. "I live here-" I caught myself, "Well not for much longer, I'm actually moving to the House dorms, For Tate, but I'm kind of confused" i said smiling. . -Wait For It!- i thought as i did a mental countdown for him to offer his assistance. "I Think i can help," He said. -BINGO- i thought as i batted my eye lashes. "Yea, You mind taking me into town, to Condo 3011W" I asked. "Sure,I'm going that down there anyways, i just happen to know the people who live there," He spoke. -Sure You Do- I thought as I followed him to his car. I made sure to flip my long brown hair, and flash one of my killer smiles, I Could Piss Barbie off.

After a very odd ride, He we were At the Condo I'd be staying in. "Thanks-" I said hopping out of his car, "Wait,i never got your name," He said before i could shut his door. "Its Kiley" I Smiled before bending over a little to far to pick up my bag, i thought -Hey, why not give him a show,- "I'm harry," He smiled, amused at his view. "Later Harry," I did a finger wave before walking towards the house. I opened the door, . Why Knock. The house was empty, "Hello! Im here BITCHES" i said through the house. No answer. I walked up the steps, my heels clicking with each step accomplished. I opened doors one by one, Bathroom, bedroom, bedroom, PERSON! She was pretty, She looked deep in though. This must have been the girl my mom was throwing out. MICA. -OK, Lets do this- I thought as i stepped into her room, Her face looked twisted, like she couldn't believe i had even thought about coming in. "Hi," i giggled, "Hey," She answered like she could care less. BITCH; just my type of person. "I'm Kiley," I said, and when she didn't answer me back with her name , i said, "You must be Mica," Mental happy dancing for getting her name right, I extended my hand for her to shake. But she didn't even think about it, I Smiled, Tilting my head, and Batting my lashed, Yep i was putting Barbie to Shame. "Its Sad Your Leaving," I said, catching her full attention. Her eyes were glossy, "Are you going to show me where my room is?" I asked As I put on my Bitch Face! "You must be the deans daughter," She said getting up from her spot on her bed. -No I'm Just some random person in your House- I though as she walked past me, out of her door. "Wheres my room," I asked again. "You can sleep outside, Hun" She said as she hopped down the steps. "Gotta Go, Bye," She said pressing out the door, and hoping into a black Range Rover. 'K, Then Bye." I said aloud after she was gone. I liked Her, probably because we were alike.

After i had found the empty room, i heard people emerge from the door. I ran down the steps, to Four guys, one of them being the boy who picked up Mica Earlier, And a girl who looked like she almost got her leg chopped off. I ran to her for a hug, she sort of whimpered. I made her laugh with a funny comment, Trying to clean the slate for almost braking her back a minute ago. She introduced herself and the boys she was with. "I'm Kiley, and ill be joining you, I'm living here TO!" i said excitingly. Her face looked shocked, like she didn't know.

"Wait, What do you mean? YOUR LIVING HERE?" she said scared. "I thought all dorm Houses, had to have four rooms, Three people per house, and a guest bedroom," She said, not even letting me speak. "Theres already three people living here," One guy with curly hair said, and then i suddenly remembered he was the person who dropped me off here. "Not for Much longer," I shrugged. They all looked kind of scared.

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