Oh my god this place was freaking huge!! There were about 40 dorm rooms that were about as big as half our bottom floor in forks! They were so big! Aunt Rosalie walked me round about half of the school, showed me to my dorm, which was insanely huge, and left to get ready for dinner.
I pulled my case onto my new four poster bed and unzipped it. I heard a giggle from behind me. I turned quickly, pulling a muscle in my neck.
"Ouch!" I cursed. Damn human reactions. The giggle had come from 2 girls stood in the doorway. Ah, I thought, 2 of my new room mates. There were 4 beds in the room. I hoped the fourth girl would be nicer than what these two looked like. Girl number 1 had waist length brown hair, just like me, but hers was tied up into a high messy pony with a blue ribbon. The second had shoulder length blonde hair. The look on their face told me they thought they were better than everyone else.
"Hello.." I trailed off.
"Hello! My names Emily and this is Nicki. Whats your name? Girl number 1, or Emily, gave me a friendly smile. Maybe I was wrong about her. She looked kind when she smiled.
"Err my name's Lyra Cullen."
"Oh my god! Are you related to Esme Cullen the interior designer? Oh my god, she, like, designed my bedroom! She's amazing!" Nicki looked at me expectantly.
"Err yeah…she's my aunty." Esme was in fact my grandmother…but having a grandmother who was only about 10 years older than you seemed a bit weird…but then, we are a weird family.
"oh my god that's sooooo cool!" Nicki gushed. The two girls started whispering behind their hands, so I turned my back on them and began to search for my dress.
Five minutes later I walked down to dinner. My dress was black, but short, so it didn't look too dressy. My shoes were black heeled peep toes that made my short legs look much longer. My hair fell straight behind my shoulders, clipped back behind my ears. I carried a small satin clutch bag with a small bow.
As I walked into the dining hall I gasped once again. The ceilings in this place were so high! I spun round, looking up at the ceiling, admiring the beautiful carvings. I spun too fast and slipped, banging into someone.
"Oh gosh im so sorry!" I tripped over my word in a rush to get them out.
"It's ok. Funny how we keep banging into each other" The voice was a rich velvet that made my heart stutter. I glanced up, not wanting to seem to eager. My heart stuttered again when I saw his face.
"Jack!" he was wearing a deep, almost black navy blue tux, with a crisp white
shirt underneath. He looked perfect. He took my hand and led me too the table, where he sat down and began to eat.
After dinner we walked back up to my dorm room so he could get his jumper that I had borrowed earlier. While we had been eating we had been arguing about whether it was better to work on film or theatre. I was arguing for film.
"Come on though Jack! I mean, when you work on film, think of the atmosphere! And theres hardly any pressure and all the crew are always so friendly!"
"Yeah, but when your on stage you can feel the audience. You can feel the lights on your face…"
"The sweat breaking out under your arms!" He burst out laughing. He grabbed my waist and started to tickle me. By this time we had made it to my room and as we fell into the room, me shrieking with laughter, a polite but sneering cough interrupted us. Nicki was sat on her bed, in pink pjs, looking really posh and grown up. Me and Jack straightened up.
"Hello Nicki. This is my friend Jack."
"I know who he is. I go out with him stupid." All the nice pretence that had been there earlier in front of Emily was gone. So much for Ms Nicey.
"oh." It threw me. I thought Jack was single. But I suppose with looks like that…well, it was stupid of me to think that. I half ran across the room to my bed and grabbed his jacket.
"Here you are." I held the jacket without looking at him. I felt terrible. After he had taken the jacket I turned my back and began to get ready for bed. I pulled my toothbrush out my bag and turned to the sink, but not before I saw Nicki kiss him goodnight and push him out the door. I washed my face quickly, hoping she wouldn't think my cheeks were wet from tears.
"Stay away from my boyfriend." Nicki gave me an icy glare before getting into bed and pulling the curtains around her four poster.