Her blonde hair whipped through the wind as she trudged towards her dorm. It looked like everyone had notice of the storm except for her. She shivered again as a cold gust of wind blew over.
A large puddle on the sidewalk caused her to lose her balance and her pile of books tumbled to the wet pavement. Her first day and she had already ruined her books. She quickly gathered the wet texts with a sigh and sprinted towards the door, careful not to fall again.
She grabbed a wet piece of paper from her pocket and unfolded it. The numbers and writing were dripping off the paper making it hard to read. She followed the map up the stairs eventually stopping when she found her room number.
Sliding the key into the door she slowly opened it to reveal her home for the next three years. It was everything she pictured it to be. She closed her eyes as tears threatening to escape her scared and fragile body.
The blonde walked over to her side of the room. There was a thin mattress with a side dresser accompanied with a plain white wall. It was nothing like home, but she knew there always had to be sacrifices for a greater education.
She threw her messenger bag on the bed removing the small contents she managed to pack. She reached her hand in the bag only to quickly retreat it with a soft scream. A jagged piece of glass now lay embedded in her finger. A tear escapes her as she sees the shattered picture frame.
" I heard a scream, are you okay?" A petite brunette asks worriedly, approaching from the door that was left open.
Before the blonde could reply the brunette girl gasped horridly.
"Oh my! What happened?" The girl asked hurriedly glancing down at her finger and back to the blonde.
"Oh i just..."
"No never mind! I need to take you to the nurse pronto!" The brunette stated grabbing the blondes uninjured hand and quickly dragging her out of the room.
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Three stitches later the blonde was finished in the nurses office. Her finger was throbbing but her new pain medicine was her vice.
"Stitches, that looks painful, how do you feel?" The waiting brunette asked standing from the chair.
"I don't really feel it..." The blonde smiled shyly holding up the pain medication.
"That's a relief." The brunette let out a breath. "So, what's your name?"
"Oh, I'm Spencer, I just got here today. My first day and I've already drenched all my text books and now i have stitches."
"Yeah, I know you're new. You've been quite the talk around school. We don't really have a lot new people coming in, so you've become quite popular, if you know what I mean."
"Oh..." Spencer replied trying to mask her horror of having the whole school talk about her already.
"Don't worry about it." The brunette replied. "They're not all horrible, just some of them" She smiled again.
"Um, so what's your name?" Spencer asked timidly.
"I'm Kyla Davies, your new room mate" The girl gave a toothy smile shaking Spencer's hand.