This is my first fan fic, I hope you enjoy it. I have more waiting, but I wanted to publish this one first. I hope you enjoy it! Oh, also I'm English so some words will be different, but if you want I will post the American form in the author's notes, but I'm sure you lovely people will be fine.

Disclaimer: I, sadly, do not own Merlin and any of its characters or places. If I did it would have ended differently... Leola is a character of my own invention, she isn't actually based on anyone in particular, she is entirely fictional, I don't mind you using her in other stories. I think that would be cool to see her in different styles. So yeah, as long as you say she is mine before you write , take her.

"Potatoes!" A blue-eyed girl stared at shattered glass at her feet, littered in between the crystal fragments, there was an array of strawberries and there was also a yellow puddle.

"Two glasses in three weeks, I really need to stop making banana milkshakes at 4 in the morning," She paused and looked up and surveyed her surroundings, "And the dog's gone, how long have I been talking to myself ?" She continued to tell herself off in first, second and third person.

The girl who was in question was called Leola Enrick. She was a measly 5' 2". She had lived in the UK all her life and she hadn't moved from the same street, but she was going to university. She was dreading it like a cat dreads a rain storm.

"Blue? Oh there you are boy! Are you ready to go?" She paused , "No neither am I. This sucks,"

Merlin looked around him. University was in two weeks but he had arranged with his flatmate Leo to meet up and get to know the area. Merlin was worried, what would Leo be like? They had never met but he sounded cool on the phone. He shook his head, "It's all going to be fine,"

He looked at the 'organised' mess on the floor. He was meant to be packing. "What am I meant to pack first? Socks or trousers?" Merlin sighed; he was useless at this, whereas when he had spoken to Leo, he had known exactly what to pack first and last. Merlin gave up. His eyes flashed gold and the bag packed itself. He smiled and thought to himself about what Gaius would say. Just thinking about it made him laugh.

A huge looming mansion sat blocking out the sun for the whole street. The gates bore the Pendragon name in Gold lettering that curved and flowed with the gate. Inside sat a father talking to his boy. "Arthur, you need to stay top of the class all year long, without a single falter. Do you understand?"

"Yes Father, I will do you proud,"

"Good," Uther ushered his son out and smiled. He had high hopes for that one. His eldest, had let him down. She was cruel and had been expelled from a fair few universities, to say the least. "Morgana," he muttered, "How are you ever going to get a degree?"

Arthur dragged himself out of the room. Great, he thought, if I don't stay top, what will he do? This is all Morgana's fault, if she hadn't been an idiot I wouldn't have this much pressure on me! Though to be honest he highly doubted that would have been the case, if she had behaved.

Arthur had been ready for months, Uni was in two weeks. Was that it? Two weeks. A lot could happen in two weeks. Well, to other people, he was going to sleep.

A huge lump of steel pulled into the platform. Merlin could have sworn something fell off. Every single passenger shook as they got off the train. Some had looks of shell shock and others were kissing the ground. The worst train ride any of them, except the baby in carriage 14, would have.

Merlin looked around, trying to see through the crowds of commuters and tourists. He picked up snippets of conversations but he could not see who he was looking for. He felt too embarrassed to shout; he stuck out against the commuters and didn't blend in with the tourists. Where was Leo?

Ding! Text alert! Merlin scrabbled through his Time Lord pockets until he found his phone, it read:

Hey Merlin, Leo here. I can't see you at the mo. But wait until the platform has cleared, I will be waiting near the tea shop. Ok, coffee shop. Ok, doesn't even class as that. Just wait. Be patient!

Merlin smiled to himself; Leo knew exactly what it was like to be a stranger in a crowd of people who moved with one another, like a swarm of insects. He laughed at that, and then blushed when more than a few strange looks came his way.

It seemed to take forever until the platform cleared. The "Not even worthy of being coffee" shop was in plain view, but where was Leo? A few people sat at the tables but one customer sat on the floor. Her hair was covering her face as she read a small blue book. Merlin was drawn to her. He walked over and tapped her on the shoulder. Nothing. "Hello?" No movement whatsoever. Then suddenly she looked up, "Oh!" Her blue eyes brightened, "Merlin! Sorry, lost track of time!"

Merlin stared, "And you would be?"

"Shouldn't start sentences with and, oh I'm Leo,"

Merlin stood in stunned silence, "But, you're a... Girl,"

"Was the last time I checked," She looked at his strange expression, "Oh its short for Leola. I should have mentioned that, shouldn't I?" She continued to talk half to Merlin and half to herself, but all Merlin could think was,' I'm sharing a 1 bedroom flat, with a girl?!'