Disclaimer: The characters of Twilight are owned by Stephenie Meyer. The original content and ideas of this story are mine.
This story idea popped in my head this afternoon, so I thought I would try it out. This story will be a collection of journal entry drabbles. It's meant to be light hearted and fun. I hope to update a few times a week, and it will not be beta'd. Please enjoy!
September 1, 2011
Dear Diary,
Oh Holy Night, I don't know what I am doing here. I'm not sure what possessed me to even think that I could handle this. I came here determined to transform into a stronger, more vibrant, version of myself. Instead, I find that within 30 minutes of being in my dorm I have given away half of my closet to my new roommate. I think I may hate her. What do you say when someone forcefully invades what little personal space you actually have in a dorm, and then continues to talk for an hour at the speed of light? I finally told her I had to go to the bathroom and ran out of the room. I'm afraid to go back in there so I am trying to find the buildings that all of my classes are in. I find that preparation is the best way to prevent looking like a dumb ass. Trust me; I know all about looking like a dumb ass, as you well know.
So far the college boys look pretty cute. None of them are looking at me, but I hope that will change some day. It can't be any worse than Forks where none of the boys would come within a 10 foot radius of me because of my Dad. I'm probably the only girl who can say that they made it through all four years of high school without a date, a kiss, an invitation to a dance, a phone call or more than a quick glance in my direction. Hence the reason I applied to colleges all the way across the country. I don't even feel bad that Renee' and her husband are footing the bill. She hasn't done anything else for me, so when she told me she would pay for my college I took full advantage.
Tomorrow is my first day of classes. I've managed to miss dinner since I have been roaming around campus. I hope that Alice, that's my roommate, isn't in the room when I get back. I want nothing more than to take a shower and go to bed, and if she is in there I don't think it will happen.
Until tomorrow,
Bella