Oh my god, thank you all so much for the kind reviews, and I hope you all enjoy the story, I have a lot planned for this one, and I'm super excited.
I don't own the characters, even if I do call them my babies, their all G. R. R. Martin's.
Arya
It had taken her longer than anticipated to get to her room. Lesson learned, next time she would actually listen to Sansa's directions. The room was empty, but she could tell someone had already been here. Their stuff set in the middle of the floor of their small dorm. It had a small living room, which had a desk, a mini fridge, and enough room for a sofa, and maybe a TV and then it sectioned off into two even smaller bedrooms. The bedroom was the size of Arya's closet back home, maybe smaller.
Walking into one of the rooms, Arya dropped the heavy cardboard box onto the bare mattress, her backpack following that. She was exhausted but she had one more box to go get, and then unpack, hell this wasn't even all her stuff, her parents were mailing whatever wouldn't fit into the car with all of Sansa's stuff.
With a loud sigh, she got up and headed for the door, she was halfway through the dorm when the door burst open with a loud red head stepping in; she was talking to someone in the hallway and almost didn't notice Arya, giving her the perfect opportunity to study her roommate. She was slim, but Arya could see from the girl's biceps, and she was far from weak. Her face littered with freckles, her hair… she had seen red hair before, most of her siblings, and even her mother all had auburn hair, but this looked different, like her hair was a flame that engulfed her head.
Arya was ripped from her thoughts when the girl turned to her, setting the box she was holding down. "So you must be my roommate" She said in a heavily accented tone. The brunette nodded, not knowing what else to say. She noticed the girl gave her a look up and down, obviously making her judgments on the girl, before even speaking to her, it was what everyone did, it made her so frustrated-
"I'm Ygritte" The girl said, once again interrupting Arya's thoughts. She gave the girl a crooked smile, before awkwardly extending her hand, she took it, and shook her hand, not wanting to let it get awkward so quickly.
"Arya, pleasure" She replied as she shook the other girls hand.
"You too…" She said, looking at Arya, and looking at the girls shirt, she had been wearing a band t-shirt that had been transformed into a muscle shirt. She didn't have much muscle to show off, but it gave the black and white Nirvana shirt just that much more of an edge.
"I can only hope that you actually like that band or it's gonna be a looong year" Ygritte continued with a slight chuckle. Arya blushed a bit as she looked down at her shirt, she did like them, even if she had never actually been to a concert, hell Kurt Cobain had died a year or two before she was born, but she listened to the CD's religiously as a 16 year old, it all played into her rebellious stage.
"Promise, I've listened to plenty of Nirvana" She said chuckling, something in her warmed to the girl when they laughed together. She was scared she would get some girl like Sansa or Jeyne, she loved Sansa, but she could hardly deal with her, Arya didn't think she could deal with a girl like her sister who wasn't family, she might kill the poor girl.
"Good, my old roommate had tons of Band T-shirts, couldn't name a single song" Ygritte joked before walking into the room opposite Arya's, and shutting the door. She took this as a sign to go get the rest of her stuff, and so she did.
She was finally finished; it took her the whole day to get her stuff upstairs and unpack, she put up a poster or two, not wanting to leave the walls completely blank, and Arya was quite proud of herself actually.
Her roommate had gone out earlier, she was apparently a party animal, and Arya couldn't place whether this was a good or a bad thing. She was two years older than her, and besides her name, the fact that she lived for a good party and that she boxed, Arya knew nothing of this girl. She had all year, and she already liked the girl, but somewhere deep inside, she longed for a friend, it was already lonely here. Back home she didn't have many friends, but at least she had her family. Sansa hadn't even stopped by, although she had texted a half hour ago that she would stop by soon.
Crashing onto her bed, and letting her eyes flutter shut, man she would kill for a nap. It had been a long day, and tomorrow she had orientation, which everyone said was exhausting and dragged on all day, Arya groaned at the thought. So instead of thinking, she let sleep take her, curling into a ball on her bed, she fell asleep.
She was awaken by a knock not even 15 minutes later, groaning loudly Arya pushed herself off her bed, running a hand through her now messy hair. Whoever was behind the door better have brought her some food or coffee or something because waking her up was not something anyone should ever do.
Opening the door, she found Sansa beaming, with a box in her hands. "I brought you a few things, you know, to brighten up your room" She chirped as she walked into the dorm, without asking, just simply pushing Arya aside, huffing, she followed, Sansa walked into the open door of her bedroom and place the box down. She started pulling out all sorts of stuff; it amazed the brunette how much her sister could fit into the little box. She went to work right away, putting up a school flag, a painting or two, more posters, she even pulled out a floral comforter and twinkly lights.
"Sansa…" Arya warned looking at the things she brought, it had been alright, but the pretty bed spread and the lights were too much,
"Oh come on Arya, you don't have a bed spread yet, and the lights are gonna look so nice, look" She said, stepping onto Arya's bed and putting them above the window. She sighed loudly and put her head in her hands, rubbing her temples.
"Fine" She finally said.
"Really?" Her sister asked in disbelief, she jumped from the bed and hugged her sister swinging her sister around before getting back up and setting the twinkly lights up.
"Why are you doing this?" Arya asked suspiciously as her sister plugged in the lights, they were beautiful, she couldn't disagree with that, but confusion still filled her body.
"Because I'm a good person…?" Sansa said giving her sister a look, telling her to just drop it and take the stuff. She gracefully stepped off the bed and went to work on the blanket, spreading it out on Arya's bed.
"Are you coming to the party tonight?" The red head asked peering back at Arya as she smoothed out her blanket. The look of confusion on Arya's face was enough of an answer. "Each dorm building always has a party to celebrate the new school year; it starts around midnight ish…" Sansa said checking her watch.
"And it's 11:30, I gotta go get dressed, you should come, you could make some new friends" It was meant as a helpful loving suggestion, but it felt like a backhanded slap. She had always had trouble making friends, as Sansa knew, and always tried to 'help' her with it, but it never worked.
Arya nodded what else would she do all night? She was always a night owl, and now that Sansa had woken her, she wasn't going back to sleep for a while. She heard her sister yell something along the lines of 'see you there' from the door before leaving.
Arya didn't do anything special for the party, hell she didn't even change; she brushed through her hair and put on mascara then calling it good. She left her jacket on the bed so she was just wearing her Nirvana muscle t-shirt, a neon sports bra showing from where the sleeves of the shirts had been cut off. She wore ratty dark jean shorts with it, it wasn't anything too special, she tried to play it safe, but if she heard someone call her 'boy' or 'kid' she might explode.
She left her empty dorm room, only to see some kids carrying a keg down the hall, she guessed that's where she would find the party. Of course, she took a step or two, and faint music filled her ears, she squeezed past the guys bringing the liquor and towards it, sprinting up stairs, taking them two at a time.
"Holy shit" She mumbled as she looked around her, the hall was filled with people, and lights flashed and bad club music played. Everyone jumped, danced and drank. She looked for Sansa, but couldn't find the girl to save her life. Instead, she headed towards the drink table, different liquors filled the small folding table, and Arya took the one nearest her, strawberry vodka, shrugging, she poured it into her cup.
She had been to several parties, and probably would have been to even more, but she never had a reason to go, no friends, and everyone hosting the parties probably hated her. Yet from time to time, she snuck out all the same, to get some booze in her system, it made reality seem better, more out of focus, so she didn't constantly have her own thoughts barking at her.
She was a lightweight, it wasn't that hard to tell, hell she was 5 feet tall and like 90 pounds, there was only so much liquor someone her size could drink before it took over her blood stream. But she still downed a fourth of the red solo cup in her hands. It wasn't like her, but there was tightness in her stomach, she felt like she didn't belong, and for the millionth time since she'd been here, she yearned for home.
Despite her feeling of not fitting in the vodka got to her, and soon she was in the giant crowd, jumping around, and smiling brightly, dancing with strangers for a few seconds before bouncing away. She was almost done with her glass when she bumped into someone, it wasn't uncommon in the giant group, but she felt the need to apologize all the same.
"I'm so-" She started looking up at a familiar face, renewed anger consuming her features.
"You" She added pointing an accusing finger at him.
"You just can't stop bumping into me, can ya" He teased, smirking at her. Something about him made her so mad. He thinks he so clever, what a looser.
"You wish" She replied, glaring at him as she finished her cup.
"You sure you should be drinking that kid?" He asked nodding to the cup teasingly, he was teasing her, Arya knew that, but something sounded protective in his tone, she rolled her eyes.
"Do you really think anyone here is of age? Are you even supposed to be drinking" She retorted to his cup.
"Good point" He said smiling at her as he took a sip of his drink. Her anger was still evident, just now she was pretty sure she wouldn't punch him, at least at the moment, she finally got a look at him, he was wearing a basic t-shirt and jeans, and the dark lights made his blue eyes shine even brighter.
"Arya!" She heard someone call. Oh god Sansa. She thought after a second of thinking.
"So your names, Arya?" He asked raising an eyebrow as the red head came up behind her and grabbed her wrist, obviously about to reprimand her for drinking, even though Sansa had probably seen this coming. A college party? There was definitely going to be liquor, and she was the one who invited Arya.
"Maybe" She said before her sister dragged her away, obviously annoyed, it was her first day and she was already getting into trouble. Her sister began to rant.
"Well then, I'll see you soon, Arya" The boy yelled after her. She could feel the smirk on his face as he called after her, this earned an eye roll, even if he couldn't see it.
"Do you know what Mom and Dad would say Arya, they would kill me!" Her sister went on and on, Arya was obviously not listening. Sansa let out a loud "ugh" as she finally finished her rant and pulled the brunette into her still empty room. With the party downstairs, she wouldn't expect Ygritte home till later, if at all tonight.
"Drink" Sansa demanded as she handed her a water bottle from the mini fridge, that she didn't remember putting in there. But she guessed Ygritte did, at least she was prepared for the future hangovers that were coming for both girls. Doing as told, she drank the bottle, practically drinking it all.
"Now bed" Her sister ordered, shooing her into her room. Arya didn't even try to protest, she went straight to her room, and her the door open and close, her sister was gone. Sighing, she slipped out of her clothes and put on a pair of pajama shorts and a ratty old t-shirt. Plopping onto her bed, the twinkly lights being the only light from the room, Arya felt herself drift to sleep as she stared up at them, their image slowly blurring as sleep took over.
Wow I wasn't expecting to have this up so soon, but when one has homework, writing fanfiction becomes a lot more exciting. I don't exactly know where this story is going, but I do have a few ideas, and plots that I do want to mess around with… soooo if you have any ideas please please feel free to tell me them, or corrections/tips.
Oh and two things I really love in fanfics, are clothing/room descriptions, which I'm awful at but I always attempt, so sorry, and smut, which I'm not the greatest at but it will probably happen for someone, sometime in this piece.
I think next chapter will be a Gendry chapter, yay!
