When I get onto the plane I sit next to a nice looking man. He seems about my age and he's working on a paper.
"Hey, I'm Leah." I say.
"Jake." He says shaking my hand.
He gives me a warm smile before writing a few words on one part. He puts away his papers and sits straight.
"So, where are you going?" He asks.
"Massachusetts." I say, "College."
"Harvard?" He asks.
"Yes, actually." I say in surprise.
"Me too." He says chuckling.
I nod at him while smiling. What are the odds, "We could stick together?" I say.
"Sure." He says.
The rest of the flight is quiet and nice. I talked to Jake most of the ride until getting tired. When we land I get off and grab my luggage.
"At least you look nice when you sleep." He says nudging me.
I slap him playfully, "Oh my gosh!" I laugh.
He chuckles and grabs his bags. We walk out the doors and my phone buzzes in my pocket.
"Hey!" I say.
"Hi babe how is it?" He asks.
"Oh, I just landed and made a friend." I say smiling at Jake.
He sits in a chair to wait for me, "Oh, how?"
"He's going to Harvard and I sat by him on the plane." I say.
"Oh, he," He says.
I can imagine his frown, "Yes." I say calmly.
"I know you." He says. I can't tell if he's telling me or himself.
"I love you." I say.
"I love you too, call me as soon as you get there." He says.
"Okay." I say then hang up.
Jake stands and smiles at me, I nod and begin to walk to a cab. We both get in and the driver looks back at us.
"Harvard." We both say at the same time.
"Oh! Congrats." He says smiling.
We both smile at each other when the car begins to move. I watch out the window at the passing cars and buildings. Utah was not too different from here, but things definitely changed.
"You excited?" Jake asks.
"Yeah, just miss home." I say, "Already." I add.
"Where did you come from?" He asks.
"Utah, you?" I ask.
"Oregon." He says nodding.
I smile and continue to look out the window. When we get to the building we pull out our luggage from the trunk. He follows me with his luggage while looking at his paper I assume has his room number. When I get to my door he stops beside me, I look at him confused.
He smiles before opening the door, "Looks like we're neighbors." He says.
I nod and open the door to a girl laying across the bed I assume is hers. She smiles at me as I set my suitcases my the empty bed.
"Hi." I say.
She stands in front of me, "I'm Kelsey." she says.
"Leah." I say shaking her hand.
"Well I have a class, so see ya!" She says.
I watch her walk out and close the door behind her. When I plop on the bed I examine the room, my side plain and hers decorated. I unpack and make my bed quickly, it looks a lot better when I finish.
"Nice decorations." Kelsey says walking in.
I look at her while she sits on the bed, "How long was your class?" I ask laughing.
"Umm... an hour." She says.
"What?" I ask. How did an hour go by that fast?
I pull my phone out and click on Liam's contact.
"Hey babe!" Liam says.
"Hi, I just decorated my side." I say.
"Can I see?" He asks.
I hang up and quickly take a few pictures then send them.
"Nice." He texts.
"Do you mind if I go to sleep, I'm tired." I text.
"Of course baby, can I meet your roommate first?" He asks.
I take a pic while shes not looking and send it to him.
"Good night." He texts and sends a smiley emoji.
I chuckle before turning off my phone and jumping in bed. Kelsey stands and walks to her closet, she pulls her pajamas out and walks into the bathroom.
"Good night." I say when she walks out.
"Night." She says quietly.
I click my lamp off and lay down while closing my eyes. It's quiet and dark enough for me to fall asleep. Kelsey doesn't seem like a bad roomy, maybe this will be better than I thought.
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