Chapter I, The First Encounter.

What do I feel?
Definitely excitement.
Nervousness.

It's around 9 pm, I just arrived and looking for my room. The boxes are heavy, and there's no one I could ask for help with them. My eyes rest on the keys with a keychain, a number 219 on it, so I walk forward, eyeing the walls.
When I finally find it, I put the key in, awkwardly unlocking the lock.

With a familiar click, I open it and walk in, examining warm looking space. It's perfect, not too big, not too small. Just right.
Turning my body around, I notice door opposite me opening, 211 I read.

A skinny, short haired girl comes out, dressed in a tight, black elegant dress. She's beautiful.
As soon as she notices me staring, she comes closer and places her hand at the door, eyeing my empty room.
I don't dare to say anything, as her serious, dark blue eyes look at my clothes with criticism.

''Oh, I didn't have a chance to change yet, I explain, and she looks up, her gaze meeting mine.

''And what's your name?'' She asks, her voice making my chest tighten. She's so pretty and her voice is so melodic, like it's made for singing.

''Maxine, Max for short," I answer, blinking quickly as if trying to snap out of my admiration for her.

''Maxine," she repeats, trying to make her tongue familiar with saying it out loud. ''Very feminine, I like it.'' A slight smile spreads across her face, showing off a perfect row of white teeth that could be advertising a toothpaste advert.

''So, what's yours?'' I ask, and she crosses her arms, perfect manicure showing.

''Victoria Chase, I'm the Queen here," her tone bossy, expression changing drastically from curious to sassy, and I know she is the popular one. ''Just letting you know if you'd have in mind taking over this shithole," she adds, turning to leave.

''I really like your dress,'' I say, and that gets her to stop, turning her head to look at me, eyebrow rising slightly. ''Prada, right?'' I ask, certain it indeed is and she widen her eyes in surprise.

''So you do know fashion, I'm truly flattered," she answers and I shrug, looking innocently to the side. Oh man, I definitely know fashion, I spend way too much time watching runaways and reading magazines, but unfortunately my parents aren't rich, so I can't actually afford anything stylish which basically sucks.

''You know what, come to my room anytime and I might borrow you one of my outfits sometime.'' And she walks away, confidently in her high heels and I can't seem to be able to stop admiring her. I'd break my leg right away in those shoes while she has no problem maintaining them.

Sharp knock on my door, so I get up from the desk and open it; a tall boy is now looking up from his phone and glancing at me, slightly open mouthed, as if surprised.

As he doesn't say anything, I decide to speak up, ''Yes?'' I ask, patiently waiting.
I must say, he is handsome, sandy hair neatly pushed back, deep blue eyes and fit looking body.

''Um . . . You're the . . . the new girl, right?'' He asks, looking at my room slate, but unfortunately it's clean, not giving my name away to him.

''Yeah, I guess that's me," I answer, slightly raising my eyebrow with amusement at his adorable frustration building on his face. Are boys even allowed in girls dorms?

''Vic asked me to get your phone number," he says, slightly embarrassed, avoiding eye contact. I smile, biting my lip.

''Are you sure it's Victoria, not you?'' I ask, giving him a tempting look and he smirks playfully, passing me his phone to type in my number. As I do so, I ask him a question, ''And what is your name, Mr . . . ?'' I ask, saving the contact as 'The New Girl that wants you to call her' and pass it back to him.

''Nathan. Cool, thanks and hope you'll come to the party," he says, putting hands into the pockets of his trousers and I admire his black jumper that makes him look sexy and smart at the same time. I'm surprised with myself as I cannot seem to be able to look away.

''Party?'' I ask, confused. ''I wouldn't dare to miss it," I answer, sending him a playful smile and he smiles back, which I find truly adorable.

''I'll see you there.'' He winks and walks off, leaving me interested in his persona.