~~Samantha~~
Samantha was always a late-comer to events.. She sashayed into the dorm room, London Tote hanging on her sleeveless shoulders. Behind her, trailed her bodyguard hidden by the monstrosity of her luggage. 20 minutes later, he pulled her bed into middle of her room and set her other luggage in the corner. Once everything was arranged to her liking, she purred, "Joy, time to put on a show and meet people." She put on one of her favorite light tan chiffon dresses and thin, gold strappy Nine West heels. Slowly, she sauntered into the common room and out the door, into the congested hallway.
~~Samantha~~
I went to my friends dorm to see if she had unpacked. I rapped on the door three times, "Hello, getting bored here."
A tall brown haired boy opened the door, "Hello, Im Jacob, and you are?" I stared up at him, yes UP, even with my 5'7, he was 6 inches taller than me. I must have gotten the wrong room.
"I- I'm- I'm Samantha." I said awkwardly, all confidence gone. I offered to eat lunch with him and he shook his head yes.
Jacob
She was so pretty, blond hair flowing gracefully down her back. I followed her to her room, one step behind her. Her room was a gorgeous , purple with a few other little things. I loved her… I mean it! I loved her room, her hair, her...
"Are you just going to stand there?" She asked.