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"Oh, darn it!" I growled, pulling my jacket out of one of my suitcases. (Haha, I skipped the part where I actually GOT my suitcases…) I slipped it on and pulled up the hood.

"What the heck are you doing?" Nadalie questioned, incredulously. It was somewhere around 90° outside.

"You're a red head, but the sun hardly bothers you…" I mumbled to myself, suddenly jealous again. "I burn incredibly easily," I stated.

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

"What are you, like a vampire?" she asked, smiling.

"Ha, I wish. At least vampires have some kind of awesome strength and speed. Nope. I'm just a weak human," I finished, sighing.

"C'mon. Let's go catch a taxi!"

When she said, 'catch' she wasn't kidding. We tried to make so many taxi's stop, but they just sped by. Finally after thirty minutes of standing in the burning sun, in a jacket, Nadalie managed to stop one. She let me get in first, with my suitcases, then she followed with hers. She told the driver the directions and then leaned against the seat.

"Ah… You can take off your jacket, now," she said, turning to me.

"I'll just have to put it on again," I mumbled.

"Good point…"

"How old are you girls?" the driver asked, after a while. He looked to be in his late 20's and really wasn't that bad looking. But, of course, there was the fact that he was older…

"Too young for you," I said. Nadalie snickered.

"You know what I mean," the man said, irritably.

"Old enough," I answered.

"Why are you two by yourself?" the man questioned, still irritable.

"Oh, look. Our stop," I said ignoring him. Nadalie handed the driver more than enough money and said, "Keep the change." Which, pretty much meant, 'I don't want to stay around you a second more than I have to.'

"What a nosy man," I said, as we walked toward the school. My mouth dropped open. It was really… awesome.

"Dudddeee…" Nadalie said, as she saw it. "I must remember to thank my parents for picking such a cool school," she said, still walking. I followed next to her, still gaping at the school. It was large, somewhere around 70 acres, maybe? The buildings were white and the grass around the school was a lush green. A few people were walking around the grounds, but there were only guys outside. And… they were staring at us.

I scoffed. "You'd think they've never seen a girl before." I said.

"Of course, you are wearing a jacket… and it's really hot outside…" Nadalie said.

"Oh, right…"

We reached the steps and walked into the 'welcome room'. There were tons of guys walking everywhere… but no girls…

Before I knew it a guy was right in front of me, smiling widely. He had dirty-blonde hair… and he was kind of cute…

Where the heck did he come from!??

"Hey, there. Where are you from?" he questioned.

I just stared at him, then answered, "New York," reluctantly.

"Really? 'Cause you look like you're from around here," he said.

"Um, why's that?" I questioned.

"'Cause you're hot."

(Cue the awkward silence)

The first thing that snapped me back to reality was Nadalie laughing hysterically.

I smiled at the guy and laughed. I shook my head and put my hand on his shoulder. "Nice try, buddy. But, that was just… well… horrible. Seriously, I suggest you don't use that one again." The guy sighed and walked away. I turned back to Nadalie who was clutching her stomach and still laughing.

"Come on, silly. Let's go," I said, pulling her toward the desk, only to be stopped by three guys.

One of them jumped in front of me and struck a pose, putting his hands on his hips.

What the heck is he doing!??

"Bond. James Bond," he said, glancing at me, still posing.

(Awkward silence)

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" I screeched. Nadalie had just gotten over her laughing fit, but she started up again. We leaned on each other for support, still laughing.

"Um, did it work?" the guy asked in a quiet voice.

I had tears in my eyes. "Seriously, dude. You are so funny!!" I said, unable to stop laughing.

"Denis, you're making a fool out of yourself," said one of the other guys. "Let me try," he continued. He stood in front of us, and we stopped laughing, to stare at him.

"My lips are skittles, wanna taste the rainbow?" he said, leaning towards us.

I tilted my head.

"Say that again and you're gonna end up with a broken nose," I threatened.

"Make that a broken nose and a broken jaw," Nadalie added.

"Okay, okay, cool it!" the guy said, backing away.

The third guy walked up to us.

"Ummm… er…"

He looked incredibly nervous.

"I, er, don't want you to think I'm silly or anything… but… you're the most beautiful girls I've ever seen… just thought you should know," he finished, taking a step back. Nadalie and I exchanged glances.

"Awwwwwww!" we exclaimed, suddenly. The two guys who we had rejected, gaped.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Nathan," he answered. He looked incredibly shy.

"Nice to meet you, Nathan. I'm Velvet," I shook his hand, "And this is Nadalie. I mean, I'm pretty sure I've heard that one before, but it was a whole lot better than the others!"

"See you around, Nathan!" Nadalie said as we walked away. Finally we got to the desk.

"Oh!" the lady at the desk looked up at us. "You two must be Velvet Richardson and Nadalie Devons, right?" she questioned.

"H-how did you know that?" I asked, shocked.

"Well, it's kind of easy, considering you two are the only girls here," the lady said, laughing.

I glanced at Nadalie, who looked just as shocked.

"Wait! Only girls!? They said this place has opened to include boys and girls!" Nadalie practically yelled.

"Well, it does include both boys and girls… but no girls have showed up, for some reason. So you two are the only one's this year."

"No wonder the guys are acting so weird!" I said "We're the only girls in this school. Ever in this school…"

"But, we don't have to share a room with guys, do we?" Nadalie asked quickly, turning back to the lady.

"No, no! Of course not!" the lady answered. Nadalie let out a sigh of relief. "You'll be okay. You two are going to be roommates." she added.

Well… at least we didn't have to share a room with a boy. But then again… We were stranded. In a school of boys.

But, it's not all bad… at least there are no snobby girls who can make fun of me…

"Here's a key for each of you," the lady said, breaking my chain of thought. "Here's a map, too. Your room number is 123, I know it's kind of weird, but someone has to get it. Take the elevator to your left and go to the third floor. That's where your room is." After she said everything, she went back to typing at her computer.

I walked away with Nadalie. She whispered, "Did you catch any of that?"

"Yeah, our room's 123, the elevator we should take is this one," I said, gesturing to the elevator, "Our room is on the third floor."

"Thank goodness you were paying attention. I never do," she added, smiling. I smiled back and we entered the elevator.

I pressed the up button and the door closed.

"Ahh, elevator music…" I said. "It's. So. ANNOYING!"

"Yeah, it's too calm. They should play rock, or something," Nadalie said, nodding.

The elevator stopped and we were on the third floor.

"Race you to our dorm," I said, grinning.

"What type of race? What rules? And what does the winner get?" Nadalie asked.

"One foot, hopping race. Rules: you can only hop on one foot. If you hop on two, you're disqualified. And no holding onto the walls or anything. The winner gets…" I thought for a second, "The loser… can't have any pie, today or tomorrow."

"None?" Nadalie asked, wide-eyed.

"Nope. So, you up for the challenge?" I questioned.

"Fine, you're on," she said, shaking my hand.

"Okay… Ready… Set… GO!" I screamed.

We both hopped down the hall, glancing at the door numbers. A few guys came out of their rooms and gawked at us. That made the challenge even harder, because we were laughing so hard.

"Haha! Found it!" Nadalie exclaimed, five feet in front of me.

"Noooooooo!!" I said, dramatically, trying to hop faster. I could hear guys laughing, from the sides of the hallway.

She opened the door and hopped in. I knew it was over, but I still hopped toward the door.

"Eeeep! I am so sorry!" I heard Nadalie say as she hopped out of the room… backwards?? Oh, she was good.

"Hey, don't be," a guy said, walking out of the room. He had no shirt on. I could hear the laughter throughout the hall increase.

"Back off, buster," Nadalie said, hopping down the hallway. I was surprised she hadn't fallen yet.

"What room was that!?" I questioned to Nadalie.

"Er… 121!" she said.

"Our room is 123!" I yelled at her.

"Thanks for the info!" she said, happily.

Oh, shoot. I just gave her an easy victory.

She grabbed the door to a room and hopped in. I hopped after her and entered the room.

"Hahahahaha!!" she laughed, rubbing her hands together. "No pie for two whole days!"

"Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!" I yelled, dramatically and crashed on the floor and rolled onto my back. I stuck my tongue out of my mouth and stayed still. I heard the laughing get louder. I opened one eye to see a few heads in the doorway.

"Don't you have anything better to do, than watch us?" I questioned, propping myself up.

"You kidding? This is better than TV!" one of the guys exclaimed.

"Oh, just go away!" Nadalie exclaimed walking over and closing the door. She locked it and turned back to me. "I'm going to take shower!" she said, grabbing one of her suitcases and going into the bathroom. She closed the door and I heard, "No pie, Velvet!"

"I know, I know!" I started unpacking my stuff into a dresser. I organized it and pulled out my camera. The room was incredibly large, with two beds, one on each side. There were two dressers. And I supposed the bathroom was pretty nice. I took a picture of the room and Nadalie came out of the bathroom, wearing short-shorts and a tank-top. I snapped a picture of her.

"Hey!" she yelled, embarrassed.

"Who are you trying to impress?" I questioned, smirking.

"No one. I always dress like this."

"Ahh…" I went into the bathroom and changed, not bothering to take a shower. It may sound weird, but I really didn't like the water… (By the way, the bathroom was awesome, with cream-colored walls; a cute little sink; a mirror; and a large bath/shower.) I changed into a black t-shirt (believe it or not, black looked the best on me) with a large smiley face on the front, and dark blue jeans. I walked out of the bathroom and saw Nadalie hooking up a PS2.

"Oh, no you don't," I said, grabbing the TV remote. "I wanna watch football!" I turned on the TV and watched. It was just a college game, but I didn't mind.

"Agh! They're behind by three!" I yelled at the TV, reffering to my favorite team out of the two that were playing. I saw Nadalie roll her eyes and grab her cell-phone. She started chatting on it, and I ignored her.

"What!? That was so holding!" I screamed at the TV. I heard Nadalie talking in the background, though it sounded like, "Blah, blah, blah he said, blah, blah, blah, blah and I was like…" to me.

After a while, Nadalie tapped my shoulder.

"Let's go meet the neighbors!" she said, eagerly.

"Er…" I looked back a the TV. "Oh, fine…" I turned it off and walked out of the room with Nadalie. She was wearing sandals and I was barefoot.

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