A/N--8/22- This is my first story on fanfiction, please excuse any typing errors. Some chapters might be long and some might be short at first and I'll add more later. Thanks!

-Christie

CANADA DRY

When I got off the plane, a starchy cigarette smell filled my lungs, breathing it out into the dry airport hurt my throat. I thought, "How did I get here?"

I called for a taxi and my warm knee high uggs felt suddenly uncomfortable. As my cab arrived, I looked at the directions to my dorm and told the driver where to go.

Looking at the climate sites, I remembered my home, where I had just been seven hours ago, so different, so comforting so…………me. I dreamed about my sister, my brothers (all four of them), my parents, my friends, and even my fish, Cande. "Here", a deep voice interrupted my thoughts, "huh what?" I replied as if I was retarded, coming back to the real world where my thoughts meant nothing. "We here, Sinorita" the cab driver repeated. "Oh, gracias" I replied, grabbing my backpack and suitcase. The Taxi driver nodded and that was that.

"207" I read aloud, this was my dorm. I shared it with three other students who went to South Malone College, Cecelia Jacopo, Ra Ra Stewarts, and Jeremy Ramos. Cecelia was the only one there, she was Hispanic and slim, with dark brown hair and lightly tanned skin, green eyes, and about 5' 5". She wore very little make-up revealing her beautiful face.

"Hi!" I said gaily, "Casey?" She asked a bit startled. "Yup, that's me." I lifted my bags "where should I-" She cut me off "Oh, pick a room, I'd like the one down here in the back if that's ok." "Ok" I replied already heading upstairs.

Three hours later my room was done, I sat on my bed and thought "Ooo temperpedic…" Then I went down stairs and started a conversation with Cecelia, "I'm from Canada, way up north" I gestured my hand upward. "I'm from Mexico long way south." She gestured downward. We started talking about high tops, which some how, turned into a deep conversation about love and life.

We were so lost in conversation, when Ra Ra came in, I nearly jumped out of my socks. She was a complete diva, she wore Bling-Bling clothes and had light brown hair that went great with her tanned arms and body. She was wearing green sandals (which I just might have to borrow some time…) and had two toe rings, one had emeralds, and rubies on the other. (They happen to look quite real) "Hola" she screeched then ran upstairs threw a small duffel bag in her room and came back down stairs. "Is that all you packed?" I said making a strange confused face. "No, of course not! Come in boys!" She screeched. Then about seven men came in carrying tacky suitcases up to her room, as she directed them where to go. Then she sat down on the couch and started telling us about her new car.

"Jeremy!" I exclaimed rising gladly, "Hola Amigo" Cecelia joined me. "El Polo Loco..?" Jeremy replied with a confused look on his face. "I think you mean hi dork, Cecelia" Ra Ra complained, and instantly I knew they knew each other. "You interrupted me, any way…" She continued on.

Later on that night, I was preparing for the first day of classes, and then I changed into my PJs. All of the sudden someone knocked on my door, it was Ra Ra, "SPIDER!! This big!" She said, and made a circle with her hand about as big as an eraser on a pencil. "Hmmm" I smashed the spider and flicked it into the trashcan. "Thanks" She said in whatever kind of voice. "So is Ra Ra you're real name?" I asked curiously. "No of course not, it's Blunique, but don't ya'll ever call me that, Mrs. Canada Dry" Ra Ra confessed.

The next morning Jeremy and I ate breakfast and I went to class. When I returned from class, Ra Ra was the only one there and I saw something I REALLY didn't need to see, yet I hid behind some bushes and watched.