My eyes were red and puffy by the time I was done crying. I looked at my watch, and realized that there were only about 10 minutes until everyone else started arriving. In a sudden panic, I leapt off of the sofa and dashed for the bathroom when I suddenly realized that I didn't actually know which of the many doors led to it. I sighed, and pulled on the closest door handle; hoping for the best. Damn - it was a bedroom. The walls and carpet were white, like the rest of the dorm, but the bed-linen was a luxurious shade of gold, as was the bookcase and wardrobe. It was pretty nice for a college, I concluded as I walked out of the room and shut the door behind me. I opened three of the other doors - each like the first bedroom, but with a different colour instead of gold - before I finally found the bathroom. It was vast, with several vanity tables and a large, white bathtub. There was a walk-in shower tucked into the corner of the room with a toilet and a sink next to it. I walked over to the sink and turned on the cold tap; allowing it to run for a while until it became ice-cold. I splashed the water over my face - making sure that I got my eyes - and grabbed the towel off of the rail beneath the sink. I rubbed my face with it vigorously; erasing all signs of the fact that I had been crying. I looked up to the mirror, and screamed when I saw a short figure behind me. The person looked startled and staggered backwards a bit - their eyebrows slanting downwards in worry. "Ohmygosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to scare you!" Her voice reminded me of wind chimes; high and melodic.

"Tha-- that's fine. I overreacted." My breathing was still a little off; I didn't like being surprised.
"You must be Isabella. I'm Alice, and my friend Rosalie is just outside." The pixie-like girl continued, her face breaking into a beautiful, angelic smile.

"Would you mind calling me Bella? Isabella's just… Ugh." I shuddered at my full name; it was such a mouthful, and way too formal for my liking. "It's really nice to meet you, by the way." I added.

"Sure! We're gonna be great friends!" She skipped up to me and embraced me warmly; her black, spiky bob brushing against my cheek. I beamed. She was far nicer than any of the friends I had back in Phoenix, and I could tell that she was going to make my time here a lot more bearable. "Rose and I picked out our rooms last semester, so you're going to have to put up with the one that's left," She pulled a face - still managing to look beautiful while she did it. "Sorry."

"That's fine," I laughed. "First come, first served." She grinned at me; obviously pleased that I hadn't taken the news too badly.

"C'mon, I'll show you your room." Alice grabbed my hand and towed me out of the bathroom and into the seating area, where a devastatingly beautiful blonde girl was perched gracefully on one of the couches. She waved at me politely and smiled, showing a set of perfectly white teeth.

"Please tell me you're joking?!" She spoke into the phone which had been on the table in the centre of the room. The girl who I assumed must be Rosalie twiddled with the cord as she spoke. "Fine, I understand, Sir. No, I won't hurt them! Yes, okay, bye." She put the phone down and turned to scowl at us. "You will never guess what Mr Smith has just told me," Rosalie was seething with anger; her hands almost shaking with aggravation.
"What? Tell me!" Alice squeaked, hopping up to Rose with a pleading expression on her face. I saw Rosalie's lips twitch upwards as she looked at her adorable friend dancing around on one foot.

"There aren't any dorms left, so we have to share with boys!" Alice's mouth dropped open as Rose announced the news, and I expect mine did something similar.

"No! They'll make it all messy! My beautiful dorm, ruined!" Alice squealed, covering her face with her hands and shaking with horror.

"It's okay, Alice; if they so much as touch any of your furniture, we'll throttle them." Rosalie laughed as I said this, but Alice still looked horrified at the prospect of boys moving into the dorm.

"Bella, I'll show you your room. I think Alice needs a little time to recover before she's ready to move again." Rosalie offered, and I took the opportunity gladly; wanting the chance to unpack before the guys arrived.

"Thanks Rose." I smiled at her, glad that she was just as friendly as Alice. She opened the door and allowed me to walk through.

"I'll leave you to unpack. Have fun!" She chuckled, shutting the door as she drifted out of the room. This room was beautiful; like the other bedrooms, the carpet and walls were white but the rest of the furnishings were a deep purple. Firstly, I walked to the bookcase; inspecting the collection of books carefully. Wuthering Heights was among the classics; that was a bonus. It was one of my favourites. I smiled, and began unpacking - neatly folding up each item of clothing before tucking it into my wardrobe. I hung up my dresses and jackets on the rail before stepping back to admire my work.

After some time, I heard Alice squealing my name. I dashed out into the other room and found my new friend stood in front of the door; staring at it intently as if it could explode at any moment.

"Where's the fire?" I joked.

"This isn't a time for joking, Bella! Listen." She hissed, still staring at the door. I did as I was told, and soon heard the noise of laughter and feet clumping down the corridor. I squealed involuntarily, and tensed as three solid knocks sounded on the door. "Oh my God! What do I do?!" Alice whispered, turning round to look at me intently.

"Well, I don't know, Alice. Maybe you could open the door?" I answered, smiling reassuringly at her. Rosalie materialized beside me and stepped forward, her hand resting on the door handle.

"No, Rose!" Alice cried, taking one last look around her beautiful dorm before Rosalie turned the handle. "Hey," Three voices sounded in unison from outside the corridor. I watched as Alice ran to her room and shut the door behind her. Bracing myself, I turned to face my new roomies - just hoping that they weren't slobs.