After the two hour drive, I finally arrived at the apartment complex.

I sent Colby a text that asked him about if he lived in the same apartment, which I recieved a reply with the word "yep!" in it.

I turned my key toward me and took it out of the ignition and kept it in my hand, opened the door, hopped out, grabbed my bag before leaving, shut my driver side door, locked my car, and entered the building.

I swiftly looked through all of the keys on my keyring as I walked towards the stairs until I found a key with the initials C.L. written with sharpie on it, which is the key to Colby's apartment.

I stopped at the second door, and walked over to the closest door on my left.

I stuck the key in the lock, and turned the key clockwise, and then twisted the doorknob and pushed open the door.

"Colby-Jack, ya dumbass! I'm here!" I yelled into the apartment as I swung the door shut and tossed my bag into Colby's seat.

I ran over to the couch and jumped on it, the sinking sensation of the soft cushions causing a smile of satisfaction.

I clasped my hands behind my head and rested as I heard three sets of footsteps coming toward the living room.

I looked over to the hallway as I saw Colby and two other guys - Jon and Joe - not far behind.

"Easter bunny!" Colby laughed as I rolled off of the couch and onto the floor, certain that Jon was confused.

I shot up and walked over to my friend.

"Colby-Jack!" I exclaimed as I tugged on that midget beard-type-thing of his.

"Ow! what was that for?!" He groaned as he rubbed his chin.

"For answering my question with a question this morning!" I replied, jokingly sticking my tongue out of the side of my mouth.

"You're mean, you know that?"

"Yeah, yeah. Y'know that I'd be boring without my mean-ness." I finished as I looked over at Joe.

"Hey there, big guy! Nice tat!" I complimented, pointing at his arm.

"Thanks! I see you're wearing inker-Bell stuff." He replied, a smile gracing his face.

"Shut up, Joe!" You know that 'Peter Pan' is my favorite Disney movie!" I exclaimed as I landed a like punch on his the tattoo-free arm.

I looked over to Jon, who was 6'4", had messy brownish-auburn hair, and captivating blue eyes.

Wait, did I seriously just use the word "captivating" to describe somethin about someone I barely know, even if their eye color just happened to be my favorite color?

I dropped off of the subject and held my hand toward him.

"Hey, I'm Easter, but Colby calls me Easter bunny, cuz he's crazy." I introduced, dropping my voice to a mock whisper on the last part.

Jon chuckled and shook my hand and said "Hey, Easter. I'm Jon, but you probably know me as Dean Ambrose."

"Yeah, I definitely know ya as Dean. I watch all things WWE, and have since my newborn days. No joke." I replied, snickering at the end of my sentence.

"Seriously?" Jon asked, an eyebrow raising inquiringly.

"Yeah. I got my mom's love of wrestling and my dad's love of wrestling. When I was a newborn, I'd be out like a light. But when wrestling was on, I'd wake up right away, listen and watch it, and go back to sleep when it was over." I explained.

"Wow. That's pretty cool." He replied, smirking a little bit.

"Thanks." I said, smiling at him gratefully.

"No problem."

I think Jon and I will be getting along really well.