"Noodle, dear, this is your room." the elderly lady said, opening the dorm room for the Japanese student. Noodle walked in and looked around. The room was a victorian style room with two queen sized beds. The beds each had a red velvet and black lace comforter and black silk sheets. On each side of the room, there were two huge dressers, like the wardrobe you see in the Narnia movie. There was an old-styled chandelier for a light that looked like it came straight out of the Queen's castle.
The carpet was soft, with a design you would only see in the fanciest of hotels. The right side of the room already was already used, so she figured the left side was hers. She walked to the dresser and started to unpack. "By the way, your dormmate is a Senior, and she will show you around and answer any questions you may have." the lady said, smiling, and left to attend to other lost Freshman. Noodle turned around to thank her elder, but she was gone.
"So, you must be her." a voice said from the doorframe a few minutes later. "I was told I was getting paired with a Freshy, but noone said you'd be this short, or foreign." the girl said, approaching Noodle. "I'm Paula. Paula Cracker." Paula said cooly, studying her. "I'll save you the details of this school. I'm cool, you're not. I rule this school and you. So listen to me and you might survive." She smirked, seeing the slight fear in Noodle's eyes. "What about that Murdoc guy? Should I watch out for him?" Noodle asked, finishing unpacking. "Murdoc? Niccals? Nah, he's cool. He's all talk; completely harmless." Paula said, patting Noodle on the back.
"Y'know, I might actually like you." Paula said ruffling Noodle's purple hair. "Just don't piss me off or touch my stuff and we'll be great friends." She walked out before Noodle could ask where anything was. And with that, Noodle was back where she started.

2D was walking to his first block, Biology 1. He was never good in any type of science, so he was pretty sure he was going to fail this semester. "Yo! D!" He heard a familiar voice and turned around, only to see his girlfriend, Paula. She ran up to him and lightly punched his arm. "Oh, 'ey, Paula." He smiled and wrapped his arm around her waist. "I have the cutest little punk as my roommate." she said, halfway in a sarcastic voice.
"Who?" "This chick, I think her name's Noodle? Anyway, she's foreign. I don't want foreign trash in my room." She continued to complain. The blue haired boy gave her a funny look behind his sunglasses. 'Noodle, wasn' tha' the girl tha' helped me 'is morning...?' he thought, trying to remember. Paula stopped. "What?" she asked, unlatching herself from 2D's grip.
"Noodle... I fink she helped me 'is morning. I'm tryin' ta remember..." He said, still deep in thought. "Wow, getting help from a Freshy? That's gonna trash your rep." she laughed and looked at her phone. "Hey, we better go. Our classes are starting."