Enter B's New Roomy
Blair hadn't expected her Yale dorm room to even come close her bedroom at home in which her little sister was currently sleeping in. She just hadn't expected it to be so boring. I mean shouldn't it be covered in Ivy, and have a nook for her to comfortably shop online with her new Macbook? She was already disappointed that New Haven didn't have any good shopping.
"So Blair, this will look nice once you personalize it a little." Blair hadn't known her mom to be so clueless, but she might have overestimated her. She married Cyrus Rose after all.
"Yeah this is cool, it sure beats the Hamptons with Serena." Just thinking about the summer made her shudder. How could she think it was a good idea living in the same house as Serena the month before Yale?
"At least you'll meet someone right away, your roommate should be coming sometime." Blair had gotten herself ready to face the inevitable; all these years of having her own room were about to come to a sudden halt. Blair knew she could be pretty impossible around people she didn't know, but she was ready to pull the Serena card, sugary sweet to everyone who crossed her path. "Oh speak of the devil, I think that's her!"
Serena would say something like first impressions aren't everything, but Blair hoped that with this girl she could prove Serena wrong. When she stepped into the room the new roommate flipped her perfectly strait red hair off her shoulder, and set her Louis Vuitton luggage set on the bed that Blair wasn't sitting on. She flashed a gorgeously white smile at Blair and started to unpack her amazingly tiny designer clothes and put them in the set of drawers sitting next to her uncomfortable dorm bed.
"Hey, I'm Blair." Blair didn't think she'd ever introduced herself to anyone so quickly. She usually just waited for people to suck up to her.
"Cecilia." She looked at Blair for a second and then went back to unpacking.
"Well I guess I'll just let you girls bond. I'll see you at Thanksgiving Blair. Have fun!" Blair had already instructed Eleanor not to do anything embarrassing when bidding Blair farewell.
"Bye Mom."
As soon as Eleanor left Cecilia seemed to open up. "So, are you nervous?"
Usually Blair wouldn't say what she felt. She wanted to convey the feeling of total confidence. Something about how this girl's greenish blue eyes were fixed on her, and how she didn't need a tan to be beautiful hit an honest bone in Blair. "More than you know."
"So did you see that guy out front, the one with the jet-black hair? He looked totally your type."
For the first time Blair actually talked without analyzing everything that was being said. She was actually someone friendly. Why didn't she start this ages ago? It was much easier.