College. I had finally graduated into college. "I hope I get along well with my room mates." I whispered to myself before slowly pushing open the door. There in front of me stood a very pretty girl, her long chocolate hair fell down in sheets across her back and bright green eyes shone with interest. I was jealous, she was beatiful and I could tell in her eyes that she had both confidence and personality. Two traits I severely lacked. She was clad in a comfortable white tank top and a pair of dull green capris.
"Hi there, I'm Elizabeta! What's your name?" The girls voice was happy and carefree.
" Hello, I'm Rima. It's nice to meet you I g-"
" Elizabeta, where was Bruders room again?" A small voice flitted through the room followed by a small girl, only taller then me by a few inches at most, with short blonde hair and pretty green eyes. Her outfit seemed very formal compared to Elizabeta, she was wearing a knee length pleated pink skirt with a simple white button up white tights, and Mary Janes, similar to the ones I wore.
" Oh,Vash shares a room with Gilbert. Poor bastard, I feel sorry for him." She mumbled the last part to herself.
" Which room is that aga-" Her gentle eyes fell on me and she curtsied blushing from embarrassment. " Oh, you must be our room mate, I'm sorry for not introducing my self. My names Lilly." Her voice was sweet as honey and her words were so welcoming despite being completely formal.
" This is Rima, she's the same age as you I think. Oh and Vash is in the first room to your right on the fourth floor of the boys dormitory." This girl seemed caring enough, and so did Lilly. I suppose I could be myself towards them. Hopefully. " Thank you Elizabeta." Lilly bowed slightly before swinging open the door. " Lilly, you should probably wait, classes start soon and your not wearing your uniform."
Hold it! This school had uniforms? I moved to America from Japan and I still had to wear a uniform! I was shaken out of my thoughts when a small pile of clothes was pushed into my arms. " Here, FYI Americans are pervs." She seemed annoyed and when I went to go changed I figured out why. The skirt was why short (above mid-thigh!) and the white short sleeve blouse was obviously see through and if I raised my hand you could clearly see my navel. " I hate America." I mumbled to myself before rushing out the door.
Elizabeta showed me and Lilly to our classes. Lilly had History which meant we had dropped her off a few halls back. My psychology class was quickly approaching though, and when it finally came I was reluctantly to leave the girl.
Lot of good that did me last time. I wonder how those two are doing anyway.
I bit my lip to hold back dark chuckles as I pushed the door open. Most of the students were already there leaving the only available seats in the front. Reluctantly taking my seat just as a blonde man walked in.
" Yo! My names Alfred. Wait I'm your teacher you should call me I guess. Whatever. Wait, dudes this IS psychology right?" The man seemed lost and was a sloppy mess, but the way his eyes sparkled sent heat rushing to my face and caused my throat to go dry.