Poison Ivory: Okay, I was under the impression that NYU was a state school. (New York University, and all that.) I didn't mean that a state school would be more prestigeious, I meant a state school would be more likely to be "party central" than a private school. I would do research on the school, but then I would have to conform my story to the rules of the school. NYU is just used as a title for the school. But thank you for informing me of this.

Unknown-Dreams: YAY! I love sheltered!Snitch. It's so FUN!

Charlie Bird: SAMMY! Yeah, I could totally resist your puppy eyes. ((manly look)) NOBODY'S puppy eyes woirk on me!

Kid Blink's Dreamer: Spaz, much? ((GRIN))

"You're lucky," Two-Bits said as they walked to D-building. "Most of the classes are near D, E, and F." She pointed to the class building. "I'm all the way over there, in A. I have to run to get to my morning classes," she complained. "Languages and arts are by my building."

She stopped in from of 307 and pressed her ear against the door before turning the knob.

A stereo was playing, and a tall boy with shaggy beach-blonde beach-blond is a cute way to put it, if that's what you mean, but do you mean beach or bleached? hair and half-moon glasses was putting up posters (while dancing) and singing along. He turned around and grinned at Dee and Two-Bits.

"I believe in miracles!" he sang, holding out his hand. Dee took it, and the boy twirled him around in a quick-paced dance. "Where're you from, you sexy thing?"

Dee blushed, furiously, as the boy dipped him. He was saved from further embarrassment when Two-Bits shut off the stereo.

"Slow down, lover boy," she said with a smirk. "I haven't interrogated him. Although, his name is Dee," she added, thoughtfully. "Dee, this is my best mate, Dutchy." She leaned forward and whispered in Dee's ear. "Dutchy's gay." Dee's blush deepened.

"Ah! He's one of those hard-to-get boys, eh?" Dutchy chuckled, circling Dee with a critical eye. Two-Bits coughed loudly, and oddly, her cough sounded like "straight." Dutchy waggled a finger under her nose. "Ah, ah, ah. This one looks like a closet-case. We'll call him Snitch, 'cause he's hard to get." Dee looked confused.

"It's a Harry potter thing," Two-Bits explained. "The Snitch is really hard to catch."

"I've never read those books," the newly dubbed Snitch admitted.

"Oh, they're great! Anyway, if you need me, Snitch, just drop by any time. It's room 253. My roommate is usually out," Two-Bits said, ducking out of the room.

"Adios!" Dutchy said, shutting the door behind her. "So," he said, turning to face Snitch. "Let's play the get-to-know-each-other game."