Miranda arrived at SDSU after what seemed like hours of driving. She was
already missing her friends, and most of all, her Larry. She sighed and
looked at the ring on her finger, before getting out of the car and going
into her dorm.
She walked up to the registration table and got her packet of forms and her keys. She was on the arts floor, which was a Co-Ed floor. She went up the elevator to the 9th floor and found and found room 905. The door was already open, and she saw the girl who she presumed to be her roommate sitting on one of the beds. The girl appeared a little taller then average height. She long blonde hair and bright, big blue eyes. She wore jean shorts and a leopard print polo shirt.
"Hi, you must be Miranda. I'm Michelle, nice to meet you!" Michelle said, holding out her hand.
Miranda cautiously shook it. "Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you too."
"So, what's your major?" Michelle asked.
"I'm majoring in Violin performance, with a minor in fashion. What's your major?"
"I'm a Music Ed. Major. I play the flute, but I'm thinking of switching to voice."
Miranda looked around the room. She noticed that Michelle had already put down carpet. She had hung a few posters, and already had her computer turned on and signed on to the internet. The rest of her stuff, however, was strewn about her half of the room.
"Looks like you've been busy." Miranda said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, if any of my stuff is in the way, just let me know and I'll move it."
Miranda began to bring her stuff up from the car. Michelle offered to help, and between the two of them, they had all of Miranda's stuff in the room a half hour later. As they both began to organize the room they began to get to know one another.
"I have one brother who's two years younger then me. My mother's a nurse, and my father works as a butcher." Michelle told Miranda.
"I moved here from Mexico when I was in second grade. I'm an only child, but I had two best friends, Lizzie and Gordo, who were always around. My mother is a receptionist for a law firm and my father is a dentist. I speak Spanish, and sometimes when I get upset I start rambling in Spanish, my friends tell me it's pretty funny to watch. They are in LA. Lizzie goes to Orange County and Gordo goes to UCLA, with my boyfriend, Larry."
"Those friends must be something special, you've mentioned them three times without even taking a breath!" Michelle laughed. "So, do you have a picture of this Larry fellow?"
Miranda took out Larry's Senior picture, which had him sitting on the hood of his Blazer in khakis and a polo. 'Lawrence Michael Tudgeman III '04' was written in gold across the bottom.
"Nice! Let me show you a picture of my Toddy." Michelle gushed. She closed out her browser, reveling the wallpaper which was an almost life- size picture of Todd. "He lives about an hour away. I'll probably be gone just about every weekend visiting him."
"Yeah, I plan on spending lots of time in LA. You're invited to come whenever you want." Miranda said.
"Oh, thank you!" Michelle looked at her watch. "It's just about dinnertime, would you like to grab some dinner together?"
"Sure, that sounds great!"
The two girls wandered down to the cafeteria. It had one main line, and then off in the corner they had a Chinese place and the Firehouse Grill.
"Yum! Chinese!" Michelle said, heading over that way. Miranda followed and decided to try the Firehouse.
Miranda found a table and Michelle sat down next to her. Miranda looked over at Michelle's tray. It contained a small bowl of whatever the Chinese soup was, a soda, and a huge plate of rice, which she was carefully adding butter to.
"I take it you like rice?" Miranda said, laughing.
"Yeah. I have something called ulcerative colitis which means I have to be careful about what I eat. Rice seems to keep my tummy the happiest."
They finished their dinner, making small talk the whole time, and then ventured back up to their room.
"What a mess." Michelle noted, looking around the room. "We didn't exactly get a lot done today, did we?"
Miranda shook her head. Just then her cell phone began to ring.
"Hello?"
"Miranda, baby!" Larry's voice greeted her.
"Hey babe, how's LA?"
"It's ok, but it's missing something."
"And what is that?" She rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what she was setting herself up for.
"You." Larry said, simply.
"Aren't you sweet? So, have you met your roommate?"
"Yeah. His name is Adam, but he said something about everyone calling him Bob. I don't really get it. He's kind of a nerd." Larry said, looking over at 'Bob'.
"Hey, I heard that!" Miranda heard Bob yell in the background.
"So, how's your roommate?" Larry asked.
"She seems really nice. Her name is Michelle and she's a Music Ed. Major." Miranda stopped there, not wanting to say too much in front of Michelle. She didn't want Michelle to feel uncomfortable.
"Hon, I'm sorry, but I really need to get going. I have barely started to unpack. I have yet to find my sheets and Freshman Orientation starts pretty early tomorrow morning." Larry said.
"Yeah, I should probably get some sleep too. Our orientation isn't until Saturday, but that only leaves one day to unpack and explore the campus before then."
"Ok then, goodnight sweetheart, I love you."
"I love you too, Larry. Night."
Miranda hung up the phone and looked over at Michelle. She was furiously typing away at her computer. She had a web cam up, and was talking to Todd.
"I'm going to go to bed. I'm pretty tired from the long drive."
"Goodnight then. We can finish unpacking tomorrow."
"Night." Miranda said as she climbed into bed. It was going to be weird sleeping in a strange place, but she was quickly taken over by exhaustion and fell fast asleep.
She walked up to the registration table and got her packet of forms and her keys. She was on the arts floor, which was a Co-Ed floor. She went up the elevator to the 9th floor and found and found room 905. The door was already open, and she saw the girl who she presumed to be her roommate sitting on one of the beds. The girl appeared a little taller then average height. She long blonde hair and bright, big blue eyes. She wore jean shorts and a leopard print polo shirt.
"Hi, you must be Miranda. I'm Michelle, nice to meet you!" Michelle said, holding out her hand.
Miranda cautiously shook it. "Yeah, that's me. Nice to meet you too."
"So, what's your major?" Michelle asked.
"I'm majoring in Violin performance, with a minor in fashion. What's your major?"
"I'm a Music Ed. Major. I play the flute, but I'm thinking of switching to voice."
Miranda looked around the room. She noticed that Michelle had already put down carpet. She had hung a few posters, and already had her computer turned on and signed on to the internet. The rest of her stuff, however, was strewn about her half of the room.
"Looks like you've been busy." Miranda said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, if any of my stuff is in the way, just let me know and I'll move it."
Miranda began to bring her stuff up from the car. Michelle offered to help, and between the two of them, they had all of Miranda's stuff in the room a half hour later. As they both began to organize the room they began to get to know one another.
"I have one brother who's two years younger then me. My mother's a nurse, and my father works as a butcher." Michelle told Miranda.
"I moved here from Mexico when I was in second grade. I'm an only child, but I had two best friends, Lizzie and Gordo, who were always around. My mother is a receptionist for a law firm and my father is a dentist. I speak Spanish, and sometimes when I get upset I start rambling in Spanish, my friends tell me it's pretty funny to watch. They are in LA. Lizzie goes to Orange County and Gordo goes to UCLA, with my boyfriend, Larry."
"Those friends must be something special, you've mentioned them three times without even taking a breath!" Michelle laughed. "So, do you have a picture of this Larry fellow?"
Miranda took out Larry's Senior picture, which had him sitting on the hood of his Blazer in khakis and a polo. 'Lawrence Michael Tudgeman III '04' was written in gold across the bottom.
"Nice! Let me show you a picture of my Toddy." Michelle gushed. She closed out her browser, reveling the wallpaper which was an almost life- size picture of Todd. "He lives about an hour away. I'll probably be gone just about every weekend visiting him."
"Yeah, I plan on spending lots of time in LA. You're invited to come whenever you want." Miranda said.
"Oh, thank you!" Michelle looked at her watch. "It's just about dinnertime, would you like to grab some dinner together?"
"Sure, that sounds great!"
The two girls wandered down to the cafeteria. It had one main line, and then off in the corner they had a Chinese place and the Firehouse Grill.
"Yum! Chinese!" Michelle said, heading over that way. Miranda followed and decided to try the Firehouse.
Miranda found a table and Michelle sat down next to her. Miranda looked over at Michelle's tray. It contained a small bowl of whatever the Chinese soup was, a soda, and a huge plate of rice, which she was carefully adding butter to.
"I take it you like rice?" Miranda said, laughing.
"Yeah. I have something called ulcerative colitis which means I have to be careful about what I eat. Rice seems to keep my tummy the happiest."
They finished their dinner, making small talk the whole time, and then ventured back up to their room.
"What a mess." Michelle noted, looking around the room. "We didn't exactly get a lot done today, did we?"
Miranda shook her head. Just then her cell phone began to ring.
"Hello?"
"Miranda, baby!" Larry's voice greeted her.
"Hey babe, how's LA?"
"It's ok, but it's missing something."
"And what is that?" She rolled her eyes, knowing exactly what she was setting herself up for.
"You." Larry said, simply.
"Aren't you sweet? So, have you met your roommate?"
"Yeah. His name is Adam, but he said something about everyone calling him Bob. I don't really get it. He's kind of a nerd." Larry said, looking over at 'Bob'.
"Hey, I heard that!" Miranda heard Bob yell in the background.
"So, how's your roommate?" Larry asked.
"She seems really nice. Her name is Michelle and she's a Music Ed. Major." Miranda stopped there, not wanting to say too much in front of Michelle. She didn't want Michelle to feel uncomfortable.
"Hon, I'm sorry, but I really need to get going. I have barely started to unpack. I have yet to find my sheets and Freshman Orientation starts pretty early tomorrow morning." Larry said.
"Yeah, I should probably get some sleep too. Our orientation isn't until Saturday, but that only leaves one day to unpack and explore the campus before then."
"Ok then, goodnight sweetheart, I love you."
"I love you too, Larry. Night."
Miranda hung up the phone and looked over at Michelle. She was furiously typing away at her computer. She had a web cam up, and was talking to Todd.
"I'm going to go to bed. I'm pretty tired from the long drive."
"Goodnight then. We can finish unpacking tomorrow."
"Night." Miranda said as she climbed into bed. It was going to be weird sleeping in a strange place, but she was quickly taken over by exhaustion and fell fast asleep.
