Hey, so there will be about ten or so chapters and I've almost completed it. Enjoy.
Chapter One
Weird
I looked up at the old building in which I would now be living. I couldn't believe it, I was finally here. I held the last of the boxes in my arms, kicking the door of my Chevy shut, flicking the fringe of my chocolate locks from my eyes and made my way inside. After placing the box next to all my suitcases and the others in the entrance I made my way over to a friendly looking old man sitting behind a desk reading a newspaper.
"Ahem," I cleared my throat and he looked up, I gave him a smile, "Hi, I'm Bella Swan, I've got a room here."
The old man appraised me with his grey eyes before looking down and shuffling through disorganised papers on the desk, "Ah yes, here we are." He muttered looking over a sheet.
He unlocked a draw in the desk and pulled out a key before handing it to me, "You'll be in dorm 10, right at the top. You're lucky you got a room here at all, applied for it a little late didn't you?"
I smiled sheepishly, "Yeah, wasn't certain I was coming."
He nodded, "Well, as I said, right at the top, and uh, there's no elevator I'm afraid." He glanced over at all my luggage and boxes piled up in the corner. "I would help you, but I've err, got a bit of bad back at the moment you see. Oh, hold on a minute," he seemed to spot something over my shoulder, "Emmet, Jasper, you'll help a young lady out, now, won't you?"
I turned to see two boys behind me, having just walked in.
"Sure, Tommy." The dark haired boy with tanned skin and a well built body looked in the direction of my things and let out a low whistle, "That all yours?" He asked me.
I nodded guiltily.
"That's cool," the other boy with blonde curls and blue eyes smiled, heading over and lifting a box, "Where to?"
"Uh, room 10," I bit my lip felling guiltier by the second.
"No worries, we can do this, can't we Jazz?" The guy with the dark hair grinned, "What else are good strong, handsome guys like us used for?" He sent me a wink.
Goldilocks, or Jasper I guess, rolled his eyes, "Hitting on her already Emmett? She hasn't even unpacked. Besides, she's out of your league." He laughed while Emmett threw him a glare before, picking up a couple of boxes and heading upstairs.
"Don't mind him," Jasper said to me, smiling kindly, "He's totally harmless, although he likes to think differently. So, what did you say your name was?"
"Bella Swan," I told him, hefting one of my suitcases up and heading to the stairs.
"Cool, I'm Jasper Whitlock, and the big goon is Emmett McCarty." He followed me upstairs.
"It's good to meet you," I huffed dragging the case up one step at a time.
Jasper chuckled, "Look, why don't I take the suitcase and you take the box or we'll be here a while."
I grinned, blushing, "Sure, thanks." He handed me the box and I, being the idiot that I was simply let go of the suitcase. It flew down the several steps between us and crashed into Jasper, the weight of it causing him to topple backwards and bounce down the stairs headfirst.
"Oh my god!" I exclaimed rushing down to him and then proceeded to drop the box I was holding onto his foot while he lay helplessly on the floor the suitcase of top of him.
"Ow!" He shouted out.
"Oh my god, oh my god I'm so, so sorry." I knelt down next to him my hands covering my mouth, "Are you ok?"
He nodded, red in the face, "I'm fine." He wheezed out, winded.
A shout of laughter made me jump in alarm and I turned to see Emmett standing at the top of the stairs, doubled over in hysterics, "That was the funniest thing I've ever seen!"
After the little suitcase incident Jasper seemed a bit wary of me and was sure to never walk behind on the stairs.
Emmett, of course, thought it was brilliant after Jasper's little comment earlier and I heard him taunting Jasper about karma. I, however, was absolutely horrified and couldn't stop apologising.
"I'm such a klutz, I just wasn't thinking, had a blonde moment." What. An. Idiot. I slapped my hand to my forehead while glancing at Jasper's blonde curls while Emmett howled with laughter again. "I didn't mean that in a bad way, I mean, it's just a saying and…ugh I'm so sorry." I moaned covering my face with my hands.
Jasper chuckled, "It's fine Bella, honest. Forget about it."
"I feel so bad, though."
"Look, you can make it up to me by coming over to our room tonight," he glanced up at Emmett, "Our friends are coming over too, we're just going to order some Chinese and hang out. Sound good?"
I nodded, sighing.
"And hey, you can use that story when you meet new people here, an icebreaker."
"Yeah, if it doesn't scare them away."
Both he and Emmett laughed. "Come by ours at seven, we're on the third floor, room four."
I spent the rest of the day unpacking all my things and making my small little dorm homier, adding a few knick-knacks, putting up some pictures, the usual stuff. I was told that I wouldn't be sharing with anybody seeing as for some reason they weren't planning to use this room this year. I didn't bother to ask why but I could only see it as an advantage, I had extra space. The other small bedroom might as well be put to use so I set up my T.V in there and decorated a little. I stood in the middle, hand on hips, admiring my work when suddenly the T.V burst to life. I jumped as the voice of Jeremy Clarkson sounded about the room talking about some random car or other. I frowned picking up the remote from the bed and switching it off and placing it on the desk next to the T.V. Weird.
I shrugged it off making my way to my bedroom to put the rest of my clothes in the wardrobe.
At half seven I found myself in sitting on a cushion on the floor of Jasper and Emmett's kitchen area with the boys themselves and two girls. Alice was the girly-est girl I have ever met in my entire life, she squealed at anything that she found even a little exciting, apparently loved shopping – with her parents' money of course – and at first, I honestly thought I was going to end up killing her. But she turned out to be really nice, like I said, a little over-excitable and girly but she wasn't stuck-up and spoiled, she was really sweet.
Rosalie was most definitely on the calmer side, not as excitable as Alice but she seemed totally badass. And though she was tough Emmett told me she liked to mother them all, a big softie just like he was.
Rosalie and Alice's looks were as different as their personalities. Where Alice had her glossy black locks in a stylish spiky bob, Rosalie had gone for a more natural look with her light blonde waves flowing down past her shoulders. She was tall and slim yet curvy and totally gorgeous, I felt hideously ugly in comparison. Alice reminded me of a little fairy. She wore a jean mini skirt and a tight top with heels a long necklace and earrings, her nails perfectly manicured, her pink lip gloss shimmering, cheeks a rosy pink and shadowed outlined hazel eyes fluttering as she flirted with Jasper. It was plain to see that she liked him, Jasper, however, seemed oblivious.
Rosalie also wore stylish clothes but was very minimalistic. Simple yet still stunningly elegant and it was clear her looks meant a lot to her but she didn't even have to try, wearing only a hint of mascara and foundation – beauty came naturally to her.
"So," I questioned, while trying to grab a bite of chow-mien with my chopsticks, "How do you all know each other? Did you meet here or…?" I trailed off waiting for them to answer.
"Rose and I have been best friends since kindergarten," Alice giggled, playfully slapping Jasper's shoulder as he tried to steal some of her rice – oblivious or not it seemed Jasper like her too.
I nodded in acknowledgement while Rosalie rolled her eyes at her friends antics, "How I've put up with her so long I'll never know," she teased Alice, grinning at me.
"Jasper and I met in high school, and we met the girls a couple of days ago." Emmett told me, "The damsels needed help putting up some shelves."
"Damsels my ass," Rosalie scoffed eyeing Emmett, "Who was it we heard screaming about a spider at half past two this morning?"
"It was huge!" Emmett protested making me laugh.
"And who was the damsel then? And who whopped that giant-ass spider's butt?" Rosalie teased.
"Too right," Alice looked smug.
"I don't know what you're all cocky about, Al," Jasper piped in, frowning, "If I recall correctly, you were jumping up and down on my bed when it came running into my room."
"It was chasing me!" Alice shrieked, "I swear to god it could smell my fear."
I chuckled.
"A bunch of five year olds, the lot of them." Rosalie teased though smiling at them all endearingly. She stood getting some coke out of the fridge, "Who wants a refill?"
I smiled as I watched her dote of them; she really was like the mother of the group.
"So, Bella how was it that you met these two buffoons?" She asked. Then she frowned questioningly when I bit my lip, hanging my head in embarrassment while Emmett laughed his head off and launched into the story.
"And that is why, I'm paying for his food tonight." I sighed.
The girls were in hysterics while Jasper said, "Honestly Bella, you don't have to."
"No, I know, but I want to. It would lessen the guilt a little."
He chuckled, "Well, if you insist."
A few hours later I lay in bed thinking about the rest of my night. When I had entered my room after leaving Emmet and Jasper's I heard the T.V, it must have switched on again while I was out. I sighed cursing the electrics and turned it off before getting ready for bed. But it was only now, as I lay drifting to sleep, that the remote control had not been next to the television where I had left it, but on the bed. My eyes closing heavily, my breathing evening out, too tired to worry, my last thought was a simple one. Weird.
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