Game of New Beginnings

A/N. I'm trying to find a style that flows when you read, so tell me what helps. Also a warning that I will not have explicit situations(like describing sex), but there will be fanservice for more than a few ships and mentions of sex. I'm trying to get into the groove of writing story style since I am used to writing scripts. I will try to keep the story in Ayra's PoV, but in the vent that I want another character's point of view I will put their name as the PoV. Thanks for reading.

Arya was already on the road while Jon was giving her some last minute "good impression" advice.

`"Now when you are about to pull up make sure you have your theme song playing. One, because it's a stark tradition and two because your theme song makes you look cooler."

"Jon, I'm not one for popularity, why would I care anything about that? And what do you mean theme song?" Arya said already bored with the idea.

"C'mon Arya didn't you tell me a few days ago that you were looking forward to the whole college experience? Indulge in a few traditions. Be a little different. Having fun is a good thing." Jon exclaimed.

"I have fun! I just have it my own way, that's all." Arya said pouting.

"Please little Sis, try something new!" Jon breathed, "Yeah!" Robb shouted in the background.

"Alright then what was Sansa's theme song?"

"It was some Taylor Swift song, of course." Robb said grabbing the phone.

"Well I'm almost there anything else you two want to force me to do?"

"Nope everything else we need to show you in person!" Jon yelled "Just go through the 'Freshies Line' and we'll see you at the end. "

Arya hung up the phone and noticed her GPS said she had 30 minutes left until she arrived. "What the hell is a Freshies Line?" she wondered out loud.

Ayra arrived to the corner that would take her to the soil of the University. She took a deep breath, cranked up her audio player(she smirked because she had a sick speaker system by the way) "If they want a show I'll give it to them." Ayra pressed play on her playlist and blasted Bad for My Body by Deap Vally, she revved her engine and watched heads turn as she rolled onto the Dorm street that lead to the West College entrance, she noticed the house had Greek letters and figured Sansa stayed in one. A few guys whistled at her and nodded her head in approval as did a few girls, but the stuck up ones looked on in disdain. Mari convinced Arya to put on an adorably punk outfit for her first day. Ayra stepped out the car and tossed the keys to one of the Valets and showed them her Driver's License to confirm that she was a Stark. Her mother told her that the wealthier families got a few extra incentives so instead of having to park all the way in the garages she could just have the valet take it straight to her Dorm's garage.

Arya realized why it was called the Freshies Line, it was a long row leading up to the West entrance with tables on both sides with various clubs and electives. She took her time strolling along the walkway to see if any clubs caught her eye. She signed up for the Tap dance class and for the Ballet class, she also joined a Hip Hop dance club. After all she is a Dance Major. She saw a few more clubs, none really caught her eye except the last 'Fencing Class for Beginners' she stepped closer and the man sitting there spoke "Hello young lady! Are you interested in learning how to Fence? I am Syrio Forel, pleasure to meet you." Syrio dipped his head. "Oh I'm Arya, Arya Stark. Actually I am quite interested." Ayara said examining the pictures. "Ahhh a Stark! Your older Brothers took me their first year here, your sister did not." He chuckled. "Your brother Jon is quite the natural." Syrio wrote down some information on an index card "Here Miss Stark. Here is the information to sign up for the class in the official registration, I am assuming you already added your general studies courses, yes? All you have to do is pick up an Add/Drop form fill it out with this and other class information and hand it to the secretary." Syrio explained happily. Arya and Syrio said their goodbyes and Arya headed towards the entrance.

Ayra looked around for one of her brothers. "HEY ARYA!" Jon yelled waving his hands, which caused people to look, Ayra blushed and made her way to Jon and socked him in the arm "Could you BE any more obvious?" she whispered in an irritated tone. Jon rubbed his arm and grabbed the short and grumpy younger Stark in a hug. "Aww I missed you too little sis." He talked in his baby voice. "Ugh" Arya huffed. Jon put Arya down "Wait a second, you look really different…." Ayra was wearing a Black half skirt, short in the front and long in the back, black studded wedged heels, a dark purple off the shoulder top, a sword shaped ear cuff and of course sported the cat eye again with black and purple liner. "Yea I got a-uh-a makeover. I wanted to look less scary." Jon quirked an eyebrow "And what go for Scary-hot? Guys are going to be drooling all over you ya know, looks like I'll have to keep my metal bat on me at all times." Arya laughed urged Jon to get started with his tour.

Jon showed Arya around in an absolute grand tour. By the time they were finished she just wanted to sit down. He'd shown her the multiple gyms, the cafeteria, the lecture halls, the regular class rooms, the library(which was large and gorgeous by the way), the 4 courtyards, the greenhouse, the conference center, the various buildings dedicated to each area of study. The buildings were tall and looked like they were built around the same time her great grandfather was born, rustic and so official. Statues scattered around the campus, some modern art and some…not so modern. The campus had lots of trees for sitting under and green grass to practice early morning yoga on, a standard, large fountain out front feature the statue of the founder of the University. It all looked good and exciting, but Arya didn't let too much excitement show, she didn't want to seem like a kid.

After the tour Jon walked Arya to her dorm building. Dorms for the wealthy were really just lofts, Four on a level and 10 stories high. Her loft was on the 7th level and she found Sansa directing the movers where to put her stuff. "Sansa..You're here?" Arya said surprised. "Of course I'm here younger sister, Robb was going to be in charge of the movers and I very well couldn't have let that happen he has no sense of where anything goes or how the room should flow. You should have seen my loft when he took care of it. Oh it was dreadful!" Sansa said moving about. "I thought you would be staying in one of the Sorority dorms?" Arya questioned. "Oh heavens no," Sansa's eyes went wide. "I have stayed a couple nights over in their dorms and they party completely too much on Greek row. I need my beauty sleep. Being the leader I am I do let two girls at a time come spend the night in my loft when they have big projects coming up. Ah charitable things keeps them from talking." Jon rolled his eyes "Where's Robb, Sansa?" Jon inquired. "Oh he went to go get us lunch, but a light lunch, tonight we are having a Stark siblings dinner!" Sansa clapped happily. It was then Sansa stopped moving about and noticed Ayra's appearance. "Oh, little sister. You look different. When did you get style of some sort?" "Save it Sansa," Arya quipped "I wanted to look a little older and less scary. I'm tired of people thinking I'm a boy, a long haired boy, a boy wearing girls clothes, a scary boy and ultimately a little boy. But don't think I lost my edge, just because I don't want to look scary doesn't mean I don't want to take anyone by surprise." "Hm hard to believe we're siblings." Sansa said slightly impressed. "Very." Arya retorted smirking.

Later Robb came back with Sushi and after Arya got situated they left her to some peace before dinner. Arya explored her loft and went outside to check out the other students. It was then she bumped into a boy and his friends. Ayra stumbled back and fell and looked up hot faced and angry. "HEY!" she yelled, getting up and dusting herself off. "Don't 'hey' us, you're the one who wasn't looking where they were going, little goth girl." Said the boy with black hair and blue eyes. "I'm not goth, I'm PUNK, and maybe you should have seen me coming!" Arya argued. "Hey hey, chill you two!" the blonde hair boy stepped between them. "My name's Lommy, I'm an art major." He said. "My name is Henry Hoffman, but everyone calls me Hot Pie because I love to cook and well eat, I'm a culinary major." Said the fat one with curled hair. The black haired blue eyed boy stepped closer looking down with a smirk "I'm Gendry Waters, Engineering Major and co-captain of the Rugby team." Ayra looked at all three and finally introduced herself, "I'm Arya Stark, Dance Major." "A Stark, eh? That explains your sense of walking entitlement." Gendry said teasingly. "Well your jerk attitude must come from being a jock." Ayra said turning up her nose and flipping her hair. "Oh you wound me, you know you shouldn't insult people who are bigger than you." He countered. "Then I wouldn't get to insult anyone." Arya rolled her eyes. "Well whatever, Mi'lady." Gendry turned to leave as him and his friends walked off. "DO NOT CALL ME, MI'LADY!" Arya stomped off not noticing the few students who watched with a puzzled look at her sudden outburst.

Later that night the Stark kids gathered for a family dinner at an easy going restaurant and caught up for what it seemed liked for hours, until Sansa proclaimed she must get back to her bed for some semblance of beauty rest. That night Arya lay in her bed after a hot shower and thought about her day. It wasn't all bad, besides her encounter with that stupid bull headed jock, at least his friends seemed nice. His eyes were so blue…. Ayra rolled over and went to sleep.