A/N: I suppose at this point I should make the traditional statement of "I do not own the Covenant or anything Covenant related." Hopefully this story will pick up from here and (also) get longer chapters. Please continue reading, I promise that it can only get better, especially if I get the occasional review. So, on with the show…
"Anna"
The first day I met Anna, I was pretty flabbergasted, to say the least.
Why put this thing- this wild, impetuous and crazy person into the same room as quiet, bookish me? Anna was everything I was most decidedly not, to say the least.
Coming back to my dorm from a lovely, long day of classes, I was greeted by a loud, boisterous girl with a guitar strapped to her back, followed by three large, strong guys carrying trunks nearly overflowing with clothes, music, etc. and one tiny girl (the Spencer placed guide to new transfers) carrying a medium-sized Venus flytrap plant.
I, being curious and slightly starved for action, quickened my step to follow them and see where this new girl was living.
Up the stairs, down a hall, all with that tiny girl yelling out directions until they reached room number 222.
222?
Wait… that was…
"Okay, everyone- set it down, I got it from here," sang out this vision of color and excitement.
The guys slowly dispersed as she poked and prodded at her pockets in an attempt to locate her keys. They all obviously wanted to be around her just as much as I did.
"Dammit!" she swore, "How could I have lost those stupid pieces of metal already?"
The tiny girl (Michelle, I think) managed to squeak out, "If you've lost it, we'll have to go back to the Provost to request another, then…"
But before she could finish her thought, I cut in surprising even myself, and told my new roommate that I could let her in.
Her only response was "cool," before she moved away from the door to allow me to attempt a bit of 'moving boxes gymnastics' to get around her stuff and slip my key into the lock.
During my contortions, new roommate told Little Michelle that she could go for today and that she'd meet up with her tomorrow for a proper 'here are your classes' tour.
As soon as I had opened the door and dropped my book bag on the bed, she had already started tugging and dragging her things into our already fairly full room. (What can I say? Books take up a lot of space.)
After moving all of her things into her new space, she turned around and I finally got a good look at who I was going to spend the next year with.
As I said before, I had noticed color, now faced with her outfit; I noticed she was nearly a rainbow. Her long-sleeve, teal net-shirt was topped with a body-conscious bright red tank top depicting three cartoon bears wearing underwear- two regularly, and one with the pair of underwear on it's head with a caption beneath reading "Be Weird." Paired with this peculiar ensemble was a multi-tiered, many flowered prairie skirt that ended mid-thigh. To complete the look, she had dark chocolate combat boots on. Her jewelry consisted of several long chain necklaces, a leather cuff on her left wrist and a very full charm bracelet on her right, as well as fluorescent pink stranded earring- each colorful strand capped by a single, silver star. Her vibrantly red hair was a crazy mass of spiral curls hanging heavily on her back, while the bits around her face were died to match her teal net-shirt.
Compared to all of her wardrobe brilliance and daring, my drab school uniform felt heavy and like a blight upon her rainbow, and I could tell that I had been staring for too long. A fact that was made especially obvious when the girl said, "Do I have something in my teeth or something?"
Flustered, I shot out, "No. Your hair is blue?"
"Uh, yeah," she replied. "Um, so you're my new roommate, huh?
Still staring, and knowing that I had been caught at it, I said nothing.
"O-kay…" she drawled, "Well, since you have a key, my guess is that you live here as well, that is, unless you're the secret lover of my actual roommate."
At this, my mouth dropped open and I nearly fell over myself to deny this accusation.
"Okay, okay. I get it. New roommate, then. Well. Hey, I'm Anna," she said.
"Hi," I finally replied. "I'm Sophia- Sophie… um my younger sister calls me 'Phia.'"
"Phia, huh?" she questioned. "Phia and Anna… it could work."
"Want to be my new best friend?" Anna blurted out, before giggling madly.
"So…" I started, still at a loss for words.
"So, want to get some food?" she asked. Being hungry, of course I agreed. Little did I know that with that agreement my small life as I knew it would change inexplicably.
