Settling In

my room was big and open. there was a single twin bed by a door that i assume led to my bathroom or closet. the floor boards were oak wood with a polished coat. there was a large window that looked out on the campus. it was pretty- the buildings all in one area and the rest of the view was a valley and then behind it the Wyoming mountains- aka- the Rockies.

just as i remembered it i thought to myself. last time i saw this view was about 3 years ago when my dad was stationed here for 5 months. i don't even remember what he was here for- i don't remember half of the reasons we travel from place to place- i just remember sites, smells, and felling i get when i experience them.

the door by the bed, i found did lead to my bathroom. it had a marble sink, toilet, and bath tube. the shower curtains were the same color as the ones by the large window- a pretty maroon color. like a brick red. the floor was white tile with- you guessed it- maroon wall boarding. it was all so pretty that i got caught up in the moment and when i heard the knock at the door i jumped half way out of my skin.

i ran to get the door not expecting to know anyone here or have any visitors for at least another few days. and yet, here i was answering the door not 20 minutes after i get to my dorm room. a high pitched voice greeted me from the other side of my door. she had long strait brown hair. it was thick which was the total opposite of the rest of her body. she was maybe 5'3 or so and very thin. i knew instantly that this was one of my neighbors.

" hi my name is Annabell. i live there in room 179. guess we will be neighbors"

"not if i have anything to say about it" i think to myself.

with a smile i say, " yea i am hoping to have a great year or four. which ever will get me by degree."

"what are you studying?"

"the culinary and preforming arts. you?"

"the creative arts. i plan to be an artist when i get out. but my parents said it would help if i had a degree so that i would have a better chance of being hired than someone that just had raw talent."

"that is pretty cool. when i get done, i plan on world traveling and then opening a restaurant with my food being served, my music being played, and my art on the walls."

"that is great! i hope that your dream comes true"

"likewise"

i don't believe i caught your name"

"oh! where are my manners? my name is Anya. i am a military brat and i have been to all but one content- Africa. and i have been to each of the states a least twice."

"wow. that's cool. i wish i could be like that. i am a military brat but i have been stationed in Sydney Australia since i was born. then i came here figuring it was time for a change."

my eyes got real big, " you have been stationed in Sydney? that is my home town. how is it looking? i haven't been there in a few months."

"good good. hot as usual but still home..."

and that was were we got lost in conversation. by the time we looked at the time it was 6:30pm and we were both hungry so we made a pizza run. pizza hut was the closest good pizza place around. we each go chess pizza salad and a drink. we sat down and started talking again, mainly about stuff we had been through while being a military brat. her mom was in the air guard doing air traffic control.

"well its no wonder you don't travel alot. air traffic controls-men usually stay in one place most of there career, only going to that occasional conference or school or whatever."

"yea i guess you are right."

after that we were don't with dinner so we walked back to our dorms. on the way i told her that my dad was security forces and had been for as long as i could remember. i told her about the places i have been and what i saw and felt in each place. i also told her about places i hadn't been but planned to go after college. by the time we got back i was bushed from such a long day and i knew tomorrow was not going to be any shorter with me starting classes. so i said good night and told hr i would talk to her tomorrow.

HEY GUYS. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER AS MUCH AS THE LAST ONE. I KNOW IT WAS KIND OF BORING AND ALL BUT WHAT DO YOU EXPECT? THE FIRST DAY OF COLLEGE IS USUALLY THE ONE THAT IS GOING TO BE THE MOST BORING DAY OF YOUR ENTIRE COLLEGE CAREER. I PROMISE IT WILL GET BETTER- TRY TO BEAR WITH ME- I AM STILL NEW AT THIS. KEEP THE FEEDBACK COMING- THERE IS ALWAYS ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT. THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE UP SOON.

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