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Chapter 4:
It took me almost half and hour to get home. I caught a train then braved the blizzard outside by walking home. My apartment building was quite small compared to others in the area. There are four stories and about ten to fifteen apartments on each level. My apartment was on the third floor. It had a really nice view of the city. Because the building was so small, it had no elevator, so I dragged myself up six flights of stairs leaving a thin trail of snow behind me. I dusted snow out of my hair and groped for my keys in my pocket with cold hands. I fumbled with the lock on the door while the wind outside started to howl.
I pulled open the door and walked inside. It was toasty and warm, and it felt nice. I pulled off my coat and gloves and dumped them on the sofa with my bags just as my older brother Seth walked out of the kitchen.
"Hey, kiddo," he grinned. Seth was seven years older than me. He had lighter brown hair than me and green eyes. He takes after Mum's side of the family. But he doesn't have any Angel blood because he's my half-brother.
"The weather outside is hellish," I groaned. "I could barely see a thing. It's a complete whiteout."
"I can imagine," Seth remarked. "I ordered pizza."
"Yay!"
"And I got some chocolate."
"I love you!" In a sisterly way.
"I know you do," he grinned. Seth is awesome like that. He'll buy you food, give you money…
Speaking of money, "Umm, I bought all my school stuff and now I'm broke,"
"Really? Well, guess who just got paid?"
"Yay! I'm not broke anymore!" Seth is a stone mason. He does really intricate stone work, and he gets paid a lot for it. He gives me part of his salary so I always have money for important things. Like chocolate. Or cake. Or chocolate cake. But I digress.
"Is that old hag Mrs McCallum there?" Seth asked, a wicked glint in his eye. He used to go to Richmonds too, and he had the reputation of "Master Troublemaker". Not that I was going to follow in my brother's footsteps. Of course not.
"Why did you call her an old hag?" I asked. "She seems decent enough."
"She is the devil incarnate," he replied bluntly. "Mr Fairchild is what happens when you cross a sloth with a hyena."
"Suddenly, I'm terrified," I shuddered. "They can't be that bad."
"Trust me," Seth said knowingly. "They are."
The pizza delivery guy came. He gave us our pizzas looking really depressed. I would be too, if I was working in this weather. Seth gave him a chocolate bar and he left, looking considerably happier.
I attacked my pizza with a ferocious zeal. It had chicken, capsicum, tomatoes and onion with Cajun spice. Delish. This pizza was supposed to have mushrooms, but I'm allergic. Probably the lamest allergy ever. At least I'm not allergic to strawberries or mango. If I was, I'd have probably killed myself a long, long time ago.
"Made any friend?" Seth asked.
"Yeah, I met a girl I would be boarding with. She's awesome. She has a twin brother – he isn't. And I met a vampire. Pretty decent guy."
"Eventful day, then?"
"Very. Oh, and I'm going to be moving there on Tuesday. Is that ok?"
"Meh."
"Sweet then."
I spent the next few days packing. Somehow I managed to fit everything I needed into six suitcases and a bag (and I didn't use a packing spell, either).
Come Tuesday, Seth and I dragged my stuff to Richmonds. Thankfully, the blizzard had died down and had been replaced by pleasant sunshine. When we got to reception, they got me a trolley-thing to put my bags on and they called someone to show me to my room. Guess who I got?
"And then, I watched Twilight. It is such a good movie!" Julia gushed. I groaned. I hadn't even spent thirty seconds talking to her, and I already wanted to kill myself. "Was that your brother who dropped you off?" she asked. I nodded. "Is he single? He is so hot!"
I stared at her, horrified. "Come again?!"
"I love his eyes," she giggled.
"I'm sorry, how old are you?"
"Twenty-eight."
"Yeah, he's twenty-one. Stay away from him."
"He's so gorgeous for twenty-one."
"Please shut up." It was more of a horrified wail than a command.
Julia stopped in front of a door toward the end of a corridor. "This is your room!" she grinned. "It will always be unlocked, but don't worry about your stuff getting stolen because there are anti-theft charms all over the place."
"Thanks," I smiled, turning the doorknob.
"No problem. Oh, and can you tell your brother-"
"NO."
The room was relatively large and cosy-looking. There were three beds, three tables, a clock, a computer and a stereo. There was also an ensuite and a storage closet. The room had a recent view of the campus, and it reminded me of my apartment. But I wasn't feeling homesick – yet. There was a drawer under the bed I chose, so I stuffed it with clothes. I shoved the remaining suitcases into the closet just as I heard the doorknob turn. The girl with the amazingly straight hair walked in, looking nervous.
"Hello," She smiled shyly.
"Hi," I replied shyly.
"My name is Erika Miller," she said, still looking shy.
"I'm Levi Morrianni," I smiled. "And I guess we're roommates."
"Yep," she nodded. The tension built. "So…" she rocked back and forth on her heels.
"Wow. This is awkward." I remarked.
Erika giggled nervously. "Yeah, it is."
"Do you need help unpacking or something?" I asked.
"No, no, its okay, I'll be fine."
"It's alright. I just finished unpacking."
"Oh, okay then. If you want."
Erika was quite pretty. She had pale skin and jade green eyes that suited her ruby-red hair. She seemed like someone who liked wearing skirts and dresses. She was pretty tall, too. She had just finished unpacking when Carly walked in. There were introductions all around, and then the awkward silence returned. We stood in a circle staring at the floor for a while.
"Awkward turtle!" I giggled, putting my right hand over my left and waving my thumbs. I couldn't resist.
"That doesn't work anymore," Carly pointed out.
"Have you guys heard of the awkward pineapple?" Erika inquired, and that was how our three-hour conversation about awkward pineapples began.
After Carly finished unpacking, we decided that we would go find some food. We wandered down a corridor, went up a flight of stairs, turned left and found ourselves in the dining room. The dining room was huge; there were tables and chairs as far as the eye could see. We picked a table and sat down. Almost immediately a girl in her twenties came to our table. She waved her hand, and a platter of burger patties, bread, chopped veges and sauces appeared. Then she twirled and literally waltzed away.
"Ok, that was overkill," I remarked.
"The service is incredible, though." Erika commented.
"I feel like I'm in a five-star hotel." Carly smiled.
We assembled burgers and started chatting while we ate. I found out that Erika was a fire mage. I didn't actually think she was. She seemed too nice to burn stuff.
Just as we started on seconds, the door opened and Kyle walked in, looking nervous. He was pushing Darren in front of him, and behind him was their other roommate. This guy was actually quite short, which was a refreshing change from all the tall people. He actually looked more like Carly's twin than Kyle did, because he worked the emo look and had a mane of jet black hair. He had his hands in his pockets and his eyes on the ground. My Angel half was telling me that he wasn't quite human. I looked at Darren, who looked a bit irked, Kyle, who looked really nervous, then at the emo guy, who looked like he was distancing himself from Darren, and then I clicked.
The three of us stood as they approached. "For those of you who don't know me," Kyle began. "My name is Kyle, the-"
"Loser!" I coughed.
"Awesome," Kyle glared at me. I innocently inspected my fingernails.
"Moving on," I said. "I'm Levi, this is Carly, and this is Erika. Erika, this is Kyle, Darren, and…"
"Mikhael," Kyle and Darren said at the same time.
"Mikhael," I finished.
Mikhael looked up. "Hi," he said. Can we say awkward?
"By the way, people," Darren began. "I'm half vampire."
"I'm a werewolf," Mikhael said.
"That explains a lot," Erika murmured.
"How did you not see that?" I muttered. "It was obvious!"
"Carly and I are twins," Kyle said.
"I'm half Angel," I added.
"And I'm a ranga!" Erika finished. We stared at her. "What? I was contributing to the conversation."
Another girl danced by and summoned more food. We sat down and started talking while we ate.
After we finished eating, we decided we'd go explore the rest of the campus. We started in the North block, which had the reception, dining rooms, halls and the library. We were going to move on, but we were sidetracked by the library- it was enormous. Half of it was full of fiction books, the other half had spell books. The fiction half was modern-looking with computers and sofas, while the spell book half was rustic and ancient looking with rows of giant oak bookshelves and torches hanging on the walls. We spent the whole evening exploring the spell book side, grabbing random books and trying out spells. I found a hex that causes bat-things to attack someone's face (guess who I tried it on) which could come in handy in many situations. There was even a restricted section.
At about seven-ish we went back to the dining room and ate dinner, which was scrumptious spaghetti and meatballs. Unfortunately for me, the meatball sauce had mushrooms in it.
"You're allergic to mushrooms?" Darren snorted incredulously while dancing serving girl gave me spaghetti and meatballs minus the mushroom.
"Yes, I'm allergic to mushrooms," I said irritably. "Do you have a problem with that?"
"What happens if you eat a mushroom? Does your face swell up?" Kyle inquired.
"No, sunshine, I go bald." I sarcastically retorted. "Well, it's not actually my face that swells up, it's my neck. I ate a mushroom once when I was little so my neck swelled up and I couldn't breathe. It was a near-death experience."
"Fun." Erika remarked.
"Very." I replied, munching on a meatball.
We went back to the dorms after we finished dinner. The dorms are in the North-West block, and are connected to the North block by a covered bridge. The NW block has about five common rooms, each decked out with beanbags, sofas, cupboards with board games and a giant wide-screen TV with a surround-sound system that apparently played movies. We grabbed a deck of cards and played poker with jellybeans. Darren won the first round, I won the next two, Erika won a round, Carly won another round, and Mikhael won the rest. That boy had one of the best poker-faces I had ever seen.
We found out that there was a nine pm curfew, so we decided to meet up in the dining room the next day before heading back to our dorms. Carly, Erika and I did the typical sleepover thing and talked about boys. Carly likes Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance while Erika adores Bill from Tokio Hotel. I'd love to meet his hairdresser. And I am torn between Adam Lambert and Taylor Lautner. Its just too hard to choose.
We talked for hours and ODed on chocolate before finally deciding to go to sleep. My bed was surprisingly comfy and warm, and before long I found myself drifting off to sleep…
Ok, thanks for all the reviews so far guys! I just saw them all XD Anyway I will update asap. All that's left for me to do is finish chapter 5 (*nervous laugh*) Sorry people. I have the meanest writers block at the moment. I'll get over it soon, though. Don't worry. =D