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I had an itch on the bottom of my foot and it made me walk funny. Sage stared at me awkwardly before continuing to gaze towards the check-in counter. "You're gonna have to do some paperwork to sign in, but afterwards, you'll get your dorm key and info sheets. Then you go unpack and meet me outside Underhill to see all the clubs you can join. I hear they have this exclusive dance club, but you have to have crazy good grades and an amazing dance record."

I nodded absent-mindedly and leaned on the wall to relief that cursed itch. Sage was checking herself in as I walked towards the counter. There was a small line, and more and more people filed into the building. Sage had already left to go outside when I got the paperwork.

I sat on a cushiony chair and penned all the information as quickly as possible. A girl sat on the chair opposite from me, filling out paperwork as well. "Have somewhere to go? You look a bit rushed." I breathed out. It suddenly got hot in here. I was sweating!

Laughing, I nodded. "College pressure, I guess. I also have—"

"Let me guess, home issues?"

"That's a word for it."

I capped the pen and stood up, straightening my dress. She quickly stood up. "My name's Emma, by the way. I'm a freshman, and I'm guessing you are too?"

I nodded. "You're good at guessing." She smirked.

"My family always did tell me I got my parent's intelligence. Anyways, give me your phone number, and we can hang-out sometime!"

I pulled out a napkin from my bag (unused of course) and wrote my number down with the pen. "Give me a call sometime, I guess."

She smiled. "You're also good at guessing!"

I nodded. I have to go turn in this paperwork, and then settle in. It was nice meeting you, Emma."

I turned away and got back in line. From the corner of my eye, I saw a guy approach her and kiss her cheek. He was a hottie and a half. I almost drooled. No wait. I did drool.

He had tan skin, obsidian boy band hair, sparkly chocolate brown eyes, and this to-die-for smile. I suddenly became jealous of Emma. It looked like she had everything going for her, gorgeous appearance, amazing boyfriend, good personality, and great at making friends. She was basically perfect!

I ended up at the front of the line. It was close to 8:00. I had better hurry up and get all of my boxes unpacked, so I can go meet Sage. I handed in the paperwork as soon as I got to the counter. The well-dressed lady looked over the sheets and then typed at a super-human speed on the computer. She gave me an envelope. "This has all the keys you need in it. They're labeled." Next, she handed me a cover report folder filled with information about everything. "You can look at that in your free time. Have a good day, honey."

She typed away on her computer as I exited the building. I pretty much sprinted towards the car. I opened the back seat door and grabbed as much boxes as I could.

"Need some help?"

I turned around abruptly, spilling a box all over the floor. Luckily, it was just my bedding. The owner of the voice was Emma's boyfriend. He was smiling that smile which sent shivers up my spine. "I'll get that." He grabbed some pillows and gently stuffed them in the box.

"I'll get the rest of your boxes, me lady." I laughed, and soon after he joined me.

"So… You're Emma's boyfriend."

That made him stop laughing almost immediately. "How do you—"

"Relax a little! I met her in the check-in building, and as I was in line I saw you kiss her cheek. I was not stalking, if that's what you want to hear."

His shoulders dropped, and his smile reappeared. "It's a complicated story between us. A long story, for that matter."

"I guess I'm in luck, since I don't have the time to hear stories, especially long ones."

We had finally walked towards Dean, which was the dorm building I was staying in. I walked into the main hall, and set the boxes down. I had opened the envelope, and saw the dorm key, and it was labeled: Dorm, 134.

He got a glance of the key and smirked. "First floor. You know I hear those have a better chance of getting robbed or something."

I groaned. "Thanks a lot for that piece of information. What is your name, anyways?"

"Marcus Wood. I pretend I'm related to Elijah Wood. It helps my self-esteem issues!"

I chuckled. "You're just a barrel of laughter, Marcus. I have to hurry and unpack so I can go meet my friend, Sage."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! You know Sage? As in Sage Thompson?"

I nodded, surprised. "What? You know her?"

He smirked. "Everyone does. The junior boys rumor about her all the time, to pretty much everyone."

Gasping, I let out, "What about?"

"Things junior boys talk about. Good looks, parties she'd been to, crazy stunts, how they're gonna date her one day. The usual."

I made a sound of disgust. "Junior boys." We had walked down a narrow path for forever before coming to room 134. I turned the key into the lock and the door sprang open. The girl I was rooming with had her family helping her pack in. She had pretty green eyes and brown hair tucked into a ponytail. She was setting up her mini fridge under her loft bed, while her family was a human assembly line, putting clothes into dressers and closets, setting up bathroom essentials.

I stared at their system, impressed. Why didn't I think of that? I thought. Marcus waved goodbye, and I shut the door behind me. I awkwardly greeted the family. "Hello, everyone. My name is Angela Jackson."

The girl I'm rooming with smiled. "Chill out. My family doesn't bite. Well, maybe grandpa." She looked towards the old fellow putting T-shirts into a drawer. Her whole family laughed.

"My name is Willow Aldaine. These are my parents." She pointed towards the woman hanging up dresses and the man putting toothbrushes in a holder. "That's my grandpa, or as everyone calls him, Poppy." She pointed towards the old fellow. "And then the rest are my cousins. They're everywhere, so be warned."

I smiled. "Thanks for the warning. I'll take caution." I grabbed my first box, the one full of bedding, and made my loft bed, which was a challenge since it was a loft bed.

Pretty soon, my whole room was done. Except I had no food. Tonight, I would go to H-E-B ( A/N for all those people from Texas), and get some food, since I basically have a mini fridge under my desk that is EMPTY.

I checked myself in the mirror and looked around our dorm room, which was painted ugly beige. It was empty except for me, since the Aldaine family had left the room, probably to go outside the Underhill building.

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I trudged down the hallway, bustling with girls moving in. I got outside and breathed in the fresh air. I moved straight ahead, or east. Pretty soon I saw Underhill, another girl dorm hall. I could see from far away all the fold-up tables toppling with sparkly tri-folds and knit blankets covering the crunchy grass and full of lounging students.

It was getting around noon, and I for one, wanted food. I searched the area, and it wasn't long before I spotted Sage hanging out around a basketball sign-up sheet. "Sage!" I yelled out. Her head snapped as she was signing the clipboard with a feather-covered pen.

I ran towards the stand and tripped on one of the table legs and fell back. I squeezed my eyes shut waiting for the impact. Instead I felt a pair of hands slip under my shoulder blades and lift me up. I turned to thank him, but I saw Marcus. "Be careful, me lady."

I sighed in exhaustion. "I'm so hungry I feel like fainting. I'm gonna sign up for something and then get out of here." Marcus chuckled.

"I know what you mean. Emma and I are hitting up some Mexican place down the road right after she signs up for some guitar club." I nodded.

"Have fun." My voice was coated with venom, thinking about her. Marcus either didn't notice or didn't care. I walked off to meet Sage, who was now hanging out on one of the blankets, her back up against the trunk of a large oak tree. I sat down beside her, crossing my legs. Sage wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"Ooh, Marcus aye? The worst love experience ever is falling for a taken man, well I guess maybe after breaking up. His chick is Emma. Don't let her personality fool you though; she's a real sex toy, after all."

I chuckled. "Don't worry. I already hate her guts." Sage smirked. She hefted herself up and grabbed my arm, pulling me up.

"C'mon, slow-poke. We have to sign you up for whatever stuff you're into." We walked around and I ended up joining a culinary club and an animal care club. Sage wrinkled her nose. "Why don't you sign up for basketball? It's super fun!"

I shook my head. "No way. Not athletic. Now let's hurry up and get some lunch! I hear Marcus and Emma are going to this Mexican place down the road. Know the place?"

Sage smiled. "Yup, and we're gonna spy on them, and eat some food. Double score!"

I ran as fast as I could away from Sage before yelling, "Race you!"

I forgot how fast Sage was. She was training as a basketball, tennis, and track player. She caught up with me quickly. I picked up the pace, but it wasn't enough apparently, because I heard Sage open the door, causing a bell to ring as I turned the corner.

"Shoosh!" I hissed. "We can't have them knowing we're here!"

Sage raised her hands in surrender. "Okay, okay. Now. Time to get my spy gear on."

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