This is it, I'm officially a college student. I had waited in line for almost half an hour among several other incoming freshmen to get their student I.D. card. Once I finish here it's off to the dorms bringing an end to orientation. I mindlessly flipped from app to app on my phone trying to distract myself s the line moved at an agonizingly slow pace. When I finally made it to the front of the line I practically ran into the boy walking out. He steadied me, "Hey, watch out. Fall now and forever be known as the girl who twisted her ankle at orientation."

I gave him a shy smile, "I'm sorry. I was just eager to finally get this over with so I could get back to my dorm."

The boy ran his fingers through his hair, "Yeah I know what you mean that line was killer. I thought I was going to starve before I made my way through it."

I opened my mouth to reply but the boy behind me cleared his throat, "Speaking of long lines, do you think you could hurry it up so I can get out of this one?"

I sighed, "It was nice to meet you, I'm Clarke by the way."

The boy smiled, "Finn, maybe I'll see you around sometime."

The boy behind groaned, "And I'm Murphy, can you please for the love of god get your damn picture taken so I can go home."

My eyes widened as I waved goodbye to my new friend and scurried into the camera room. The man taking my picture couldn't have been more than a few years older than me. He must be a student volunteer. There were a lot of those around today with it being orientation. Without even giving me so much as a glance he pointed to a stool, "Take a seat. I'll count to three, there will be a bright flash. I'll show you your picture, I'll print the I.D. then you'll be on your way."

I took my place on the stool, already annoyed with bossy tone this kid is having with me. I patted my hair into place and smiled. His deep voice called out, "1..2..3.." And just like he said there was a blinding flash. I stood up which was not a good idea considering I couldn't see. So I ended up just standing there swaying back and forth for a while. "We'll are you going to come look at your picture or not?" I sapped out of my daze and walked over to the really professional looking camera. I looked at the picture on the screen and was appalled. My eyes were half closed as if they were in the process of blinking. To make things worse my blonde hair had blended in with the screen behind me, making the edges of my hair appear to be slightly green.

I stared at him in horror, "Is there any possible way I could take another one." He looked at me with obvious annoyance. I batted my eyelashes at him, something that worked with most of the guys at my high school.

He just shook his head, "I have probably a hundred more pictures to take, I don't have time for this." He reached over and pushed the print button. No special treatment today."

I tried to snatch the I.D. from his hand but he held on tight. Looking my up and down. I managed the pull it free from his grasp and spun around to leave, "Thanks for nothing jerk."

He just laughed, "Welcome to college princess."

I walked back to my dorm alone, fuming the whole way. Honestly it would have taken one-minute max to just take a new picture. Now every time I go to the library, or dining hall or most places on campus I would have to show someone this awful I.D. I didn't want to dwell on it. I walked up the stairs to the fourth floor. All dorms here were coed which I didn't really have a problem with considering I would either be in class or inside my room studying. I hadn't met my roommate yet. I'm somewhat of an overachiever. I signed up for the first orientation day possible and moved my stuff in. She wouldn't be joining me for a couple days.

When I made it to my room I plopped down on top of the bed. Today had been a long day. The only thing left for me to do was look up my booklist and go to the university bookstore to buy them. I woke up my laptop and got to work. Within minutes the list was printed and I was on my way out the door. Again. I was locking my door behind me when I noticed two boys down the hall arguing. "I thought you had the key? No I told you I was leaving mine in the car, I thought you had the key?" They stopped when they noticed me watching them. They waked over their nametags read, Monty, and Jasper.

I held my hand out, "Hey guys I'm Clarke. Your new neighbor."

The one who's name was jasper grabbed my hand, "Hey new neighbor Clarke I'm Jasper and this is Monty. Although a smart girl such as yourself I'm sure you've already gathered that from our nametags." He pointed to the newly printed booklist in my hands, "Headed to the bookstore?"

I laughed, "Yes, and then probably the dining hall. You want to come?" They both smiled and nodded in unison; they must have been friends for a very long time.

On the short walk to the bookstore I learned all about them, and most of the other people on our hall. Monty and Jasper were technically the same age as me but they graduated from high school early so they were technically sophomores. They knew a lot about a lot, including the latest gossip on the fourth floor. They rattled off several people names I didn't know like Raven, Miller, Lincoln, and Blake. But then there was some names I did know like Murphy and Finn. Everyone on our floor was upperclassman besides Monty, Jasper, my roommate, and myself.

By the time we made it back to the dorms I felt like I had already met all these mysterious people. We split up at the door so they could go retrieve their room key from Jaspers car. I smiled all the way up the stairs, day one and I have already made several friends. I walked up to my door and slid my key in. I turned it but nothing happened. The damn thing would turn, it would unlock. I pulled it out and tried it again, but to no avail. I groaned in frustration and pounded on the door with my fist.

I tried unlocking it one more time before resorting to cussing and giving it a quick kick. I heard someone moving around inside and felt a wave of relief my roommate must have moved in early. But when the door opened I knew one thing for sure, it was not my roommate, "Come here to complain about your I.D. again princess."

My jaw dropped. I took a step back and in complete humiliation realized I had gone to the wrong room. Mine was one over. "I'm sorry, wrong room." I could feel my blush creep up my cheek giving away my embarrassment. It didn't help that he wasn't wearing anything besides pajama bottoms. He was a very impressive looking man. Too bad he was a jerk.

He just laughed, "Rookie mistake princess." I rolled my eyes and walked over to the door that actually did lead to my room. I could feel his eyes on me as I fumbled with my keys. When I finally managed to get them into the lock and unlock the door I let out a sigh of relief. I gave him a smirk before opening the door.

He poked his head out and yelled out, "Goodnight princess."

I backtracked and scowled at him, "I have a name and it is not princess!"

He gave me wicked smile, "I know, I'm the one who made your I.D. remember."

I rolled my eyes and for the second time entered my room. As the door slowly closed I heard him yell, " Nice meeting you Clarke."