A/n I have to peeeeeee! I just thought id let the world know that! Here you go…

Chapter 7

"This is our room. 101." Zoey said as the walked into a dorm room fifty minutes later. Totally perfect timing, by the way. Sam liked this room. It was kind of funky, but very homey. It was her style. She was about to compliment the room when an excited shriek sounded through the room. Sam jumped, but Zoey just rolled her eyes.

"That's our other roommate, Nicole." She said. "Did I fail to mention that she's a little bit on the neurotic side?"

But before Sam could say a word, the owner of the shriek suddenly appeared in front of her.

"Oh, my gosh! Are you our new roommate? Is she our new roommate? Hi, I'm Nicole! You're Samantha, right. Oh, this is so cool! Are you into acting? Our last roommate was into acting. She pretended she was gothic when she first came here. We didn't like her. So, are you into acting?" Nicole said all in one breath.

"Uh, no." Sam said, trying not to make it so obvious she was backing up. "Nicole, breathe." Zoey said. "Right." Nicole said.

"So, um, that bed's mine?" Sam asked. It was the only bed that didn't have any sheets on it.

"Oh, yeah. If you don't like the bottom bunk one of us could switch with you." Zoey said.

"No, its fine." Sam said.

She walked over to her bed, dumped her stuff on top, and sat down. Zoey brought the rest of Sam's stuff over and leaned it against the bed. There was silence for about a minute, and then there was a knock at the door.

"Oh, yeah. I ordered sushi. That's probably it." Nicole said while heading to the door. Sam made a face.

Why the hell is a thirteen-year-old girl ordering sushi at boarding school? Why's a thirteen-year-old girl even eating sushi? Sam thought, but lost her train of thought when Nicole opened the door. There were two boys standing in the doorway. Both were good looking. One had brown hair and one had blonde hair. The brown haired boy was holding a big box full of sushi.

"Hi, Chase! Hi, Logan! Wanna meet our new roommate?"

The brown haired boy said sure at the same time the blonde haired boy rolled his eyes.

"Guys, this is Samantha. Samantha, this is Chase," Nicole pointed to the brown haired boy, "and this is Logan," she pointed to the blonde haired boy.

The brown haired boy, Chase, put the box down. He stepped forward and put out his hand. "Its nice to meet you." He said. Sam hesitated before taking his hand and shaking it. "Likewise. And its Sam." She said. She looked at Logan, who was leaning on the doorframe with his hands in his pockets. "Hey." He said with a nod. "Hey." Sam said.

Zoey put her hands on her hips. "Logan, why didn't you help Chase carry the sushi?" She asked. Logan sighed. "Oh, gee. I would, but I threw my back out the other day. Doin' some heavy lifting, ya know?" Chase looked at him. "The only lifting you've done in the past few days was putting the peanut bowl back on the table when Michael didn't bother picking it up after he dropped it." Sam almost laughed. Almost. "Hey! Have you ever lifted that peanut bowl? If I didn't know better I'd say there were walnuts in there instead of peanuts." Logan said. Chase rolled his eyes.

Zoey and Nicole went to over to Chase and started talking. Logan walked up to Sam. He leaned in and whispered, "hey, I'm gonna ditch Chase. You wanna come with me? I could give you a tour of the campus." Sam just stared at him. "Um, no." she said after a minute. Logan looked confused.

"Why not?"

"Because that's mean."

"Oh, please."

"Please what? It's mean. No."

Logan put his hands up. "Okay. Jeez, lighten up." He said before walking back over to Chase. Sam just rolled her eyes.

"Ugh. Chase, I'm not feeling very well. I think I'm going to head back to the room." Logan said.

"Wait, what about the rest of the sushi?"

"You can handle it. Bye girls. C'ya Sam."

"Bye. Enjoy your walk." Sam smiled. Logan scowled, then walked out the door. The others were all looking at Sam.

"What was that about?" Zoey asked.

"Nothing."

"Okay…thanks for the sushi Chase." Zoey said turning to Chase.

"Yeah, thanks Chase. Here." Nicole paid him. He picked the box of sushi up and headed out the door.

"Nice meeting you, Sam." He said in the doorway.

"Yeah, you too." And Chase left.

It was quiet for a few minutes, and then Zoey spoke up. "Um, do you want a tour of the campus?"

"Um, no. That's okay. I'll just go look around later."

"Okay. Well if you change your mind we'll be right here, eating our sushi. Oh! I'm sorry! Do you want some sushi?"

Sam made a face. "No, I'm good."

"Okay."

Sam shoved all her stuff off her bed and plopped down on it. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Ben's number.

"Hello?"

"I'm here."

'Oh, good. Is it fun yet?"

"Oh, loads. I'll tell you later. All I want to do right now is sleep. Again."

"Okay. Well if you need any entertainment call me."

"Oh, I will. Bye."

Sam hung up and put her phone back in her pocket. She threw the pillow that was already on the bed on the ground and grabbed a sheet from one of her bags that she threw on the ground. She got up and put it on the bed, but didn't tuck it in. She was too lazy and tired to tuck her sheet in right now. She grabbed her own pillow that was sticking out of one of the bags that Zoey had carried and put it on the bed. She crawled onto the bed and fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, feeling Zoey and Nicole's eyes on her the whole time.

A/n guess wat! I hate this story! So if it sucks which I know it does its just cause I don't like it. If your ur wondering y im still writing it its cause for some unknown reason my friend sarah likes it so im gonna keep writing it for her. But im not putting a lot into this just so u all know. Ok umm this is set in the second season but that girl that was their new roommate left like 2 weeks after school started cause I don't like her. Ok is that other guys name micheal? Im pretty sure it is.

I love u sarah! Oo and I think u need anger management…please try to refrain urself from smacking ur brother in the head with a spoon. I totally forgot about that til I read ur review.