So, this fic falls under a category I call "Somewhat Silly." The whole idea of it is cute and fun to read, but really something I would never do. But here I sit, thinking, 'Oh, what the Hell?' I'll give it a shot! Chapters will get longer, but I really do need some encouragement from my readers on this one! Enjoy!


"ELECTRA!" My new roommate came running into the room; dropping all the bags she had been carrying to envelope me in a big hug.

"Uhm, nice to meet you..." I said weakly, wracking my brain to remember the name on the sheet of paper that listed off my roommate's name and other dorming information. "Etcetera, right?"

"Yup. Oh, gosh, I'm so glad to finally meet you!" she went on, letting me go. "I'm so sorry about that phone number the school gave you, this happened and that happened and all of a sudden I didn't have a phone and I lost the sheet that had your phone number on it but anyway I'm so happy we can finally talk! We're going to have such fun..." She rattled on and on as I helped her move in. I could tell instantly that at least my roommate wasn't going to be boring.

This is my first year at Jellicle University. Let me tell you, I'm pretty anxious about it. I was so nervous that I was the first one to move into my suite; a whole day earlier than everyone else. Etcetera's a freshman, too, but so far she doesn't seem too nervous about it. Neither do the other two freshmen in this suite, Jemima and Victoria. They're also roommates, living in the room next to us. Victoria seemed very confident about everything, and Jemima seemed too busy thinking about other things. In the room next to them two sophomores, Tantomile and Exotica moved in. They seemed to get along very well, and I suspect they asked for each other to be roommates. There was just one more room left empty in the suite.

The six of us gathered in the common room across from Tantomile and Exotica's room.

"We should all go get lunch together!" Etcetera announced.

"I dunno," Victoria said slowly. "I have a lot more unpacking to do, and classes start tomorrow."

"You have to eat some time," Jemima reasoned. "Might as well eat with each other. Get to know each other."

"Is the dining hall even open?" Exotica asked her roommate.

"I would think so," Tantomile said. "I'm pretty sure it was last year."
"Great, we'll all go to the dining hall!" Etcetera said. "And maybe movie night in here tonight!"

"Anyone got a TV and DVD Player we could hook up?" Jemima asked.

"Sure," Victoria offered.

"Electra, why are you so quiet? Are you OK?" Etcetera turned her bright face towards me, her brow furrowed.

"I'm fine," I said, my eyes wide. I didn't really like talking much in big groups like this. Usually, I just preferred to listen.

"What do you think about lunch and movies?"

"Sounds like fun," I said with a grin. Anything to take my thoughts from the first day of classes. I knew I was going to forget something. My bag, a class, I don't know, but something.

Etcetera knocked me out of my trance as she took my arm. "C'mon, let's go!" she said excitedly. How can you be so excited about going to lunch? But I grinned back and walked with everyone else. We were this big mass of queens walking the sidewalks of the campus, Tamtomile and Exotica leading the way.

"What do they serve at the dining hall?" Victoria asked.

"It's buffet-style," Exotica said. "They have a lot of different food."
"Like fish?" Jemima asked hopefully.

"Every day," Tantomile said before a tom sidled up beside her. He looked exactly like her, and the two walked in perfect harmony, unlike the rest of us who were jumbling about so. "This is my brother," she introduced to us, "Coricopat." I nodded a greeting as everyone else rattled off nice-to-meet-you's and wow-you're-identical-twins'. What a funny group of cats.

The dining hall was amazing. Very different from what I've been told about college food! They had tons of different kinds of food, and none of it seemed horribly greasy or such. We settled down at this huge table where many more toms soon came to join us. It was like we were all already friends or something, the way they all gathered. I still can't keep the toms straight, but I remember a few names: Pouncival, Quaxo, Alonzo. There were some familial relations mentioned, too. I can remember that Plato is Etcetera's brother. But that's about it.

Luckily for me, everyone was too busy chatting with each other and sharing their summer or moving-in stories with everyone else that no one bothered me about my silence. And I had plenty of conversations to turn my ear to as I nibbled on my rat sandwich and did not think about tomorrow.