Mystery plane boy is crying on the steps, in front of the doors. I have to pass him, to get to the doors. But that would be awkward. But if I stand her and watch him sob, that would be way worse. I need to stop over thinking this, just go strait to the door and open it. Simple, easy, done!
I walked up to the door, and was about to open it. Yet for some reason I looked back at mystery plane boy.
I sighed and sat next to him, I put my elbows on my knees. He didn't seem to notice me at all, him just sobbing.
I broke the silence, "so penny for your thoughts?" He removed his hands from his face for a moment then kept sobbing. I sighed, "yup, same. So I'm going to call you mystery plane boy until I learn your name, you kinda slept on me before. Also my name is Emma."
He sighed and took his hands away from his face, showing off his puffy eyes from crying. "John, and sorry for sleeping on you."
I smiled. "It's fine anyways, I know it's not my place to ask but why are you crying?"
He sighed running a hand through his hair, "there's this girl."
I gasped, "well tell me about her! What's her name? Favorite color? What sport does she do? All the details!" I don't know why I even care.
He smiled softly to himself. "Well she's amazing, her name Grace Smith. She so, wow. She's got these eyes, and her hair! She's just so gorgeous." He sighed dream,y his eyes lighting up. "She and I aren't even that close, yet when she gets a new boyfriend it breaks my heart. You know?"
I sighed, "your in love with her, aren't you? But you can't tell her that. She probably wouldn't ever talk to you again. And we can't have that happen."
He nodded "so what do I do?"
I laughed to myself. "You could try to break them up?" He actually thought about it. "Don't do that! You'll ruin your chances with her, just start with friends. Maybe close friends, also sit with her at lunch."
"I can't, her boyfriend won't let anyone look at her. He punched a kid once because she was accidentally blocking his locker, and he asked her to move."
"I have experience in crazy boyfriends."
"How so?" He asked suddenly interested in my sad love life.
"A story for another day, but let's just say that." I paused how do I word this? "It wasn't a healthy relationship, he was involved with a lot of bad people. Let's just say, I wish I dumped him a lot sooner."
He laughed, "that bad?"
"Yup."
He smiled and stood up offering his hand to me. "I don't know why but talking to you made me feel better Emma. I can tell we are going to be friends."
I smiled and grabbed his hand pulling myself up, "I can tell your right."
He helped me with my bags and brought them to the register with me. I stood at her desk, waiting. She didn't notice me and kept typing. This went on for ten minutes.
I cleared my throat, "Hi I'm Emma Stone, I'm new here. Could I get a schedule and everything else?" I asked way to nicely. The Register looked at me and kept typing. Soon the printer went off and she gave me my schedule, dorm, locker, and keys. "I Uhm- thank you."
I walked over to John. "Give me your schedule, I need to check if we have any classes." He said excitedly and taking my schedule before I could respond. He smiled "we have four together! Now let's bring your bags to your dorm!" He exclaimed grabbing my bags with ease.
I laughed "let's go!"
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We got to the dorm easily but John won't go in with me to help me put my stuff in my closet.
"Why not? Your just helping unpack!" I whined.
"Um hell no! Your roommate is someone I can't see."
"Who is she?"
"I can't say." He explained.
"You won't explain." I pointed out crossing my arms.
"It's the girl I like." He mumbled softly.
"Then we should totally get you in there!"
He shook his head, "not happening."
I groaned "just help me. Please, I'll buy you lunch or something."
"Do you even have Canadian money?"
"I have a credit card?"
"Why does it sound like a question?"
"No idea, now please help me unpack. I'm going to need the help, she might not be even in the room!"
He sighed in defeat, "fine."
I opened the door to my new dorm. It was way bigger than it should be. A mini kitchen to the left with a stove and oven, and a small table for two. Also a coffee table with a few comfy looking chairs.
I finally saw my roommate, on one of those chairs reading a book. She put her book down and smiled.
"Hi Josh, and I'm guessing your my new roommate?"
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