Chapter 8

Sam woke up to an empty dorm room. She wasn't in a good mood. She was grumpy and hungry and homesick. Well, not really homesick. More like Lindsay and Ben sick.

Lindsay.

She wouldn't call her now. She wanted to see how long she could go without talking to her sister. She also thought that calling her would make her miss her more and she didn't want to miss her anymore than she had to. Instead, she called Ben.

"Hello?"

"They're gone now so I can tell you how much fun I'm really having." Ben chuckled.

"Okay, tell me everything."

"Okay, so I get off that plane and there's this guy holding a glittery sign that says 'SAMANTHA ASHMORE' on it."

"Glittery?"

"Glittery."

"Is he gay?"

"I thought so. But then I saw this girl next to him and I figured she probably made it."

"Did you ask her if she made it?"

"Well, no."

"Then there's a possibility that the guy made the sign and he is probably gay."

"Okay, I really don't want to think about my new principal being gay."

"The guy's your new principal?"

"New Dean, actually."

"Oh, well, sorry then."

"Thank you. So anyway, the girl that I'm hoping made the sign is my new roommate. She's nice, I guess. But my other roommate has a problem. Is there such thing as overly excited syndrome?" Ben laughed.

"I don't think so."

"Well, if there was, she'd have a bad case of it. I walked through the door to our room and she shrieked. I swear the windows almost broke. She started asking me all these questions and was so happy to have a new roommate and I never want to meet anyone that friendly ever again." Ben laughed again.

"It's not funny! I have to live with this girl! She's insane!"

"Oh, come on. Like you've never been overly excited before."

"I haven't. I don't get excited. It scares people."

"Okay, Sam."

"Oh, and they eat sushi!"

"What?"

"They eat sushi. Apparently there's a sushi place on campus. Don't ask me why. Fourteen-year-old girls order sushi at boarding school. I don't get it. I hate raw fish. I hate cooked fish. I hate all kinds of fish, but I especially hate raw fish. Its…creepy."

"Its creepy how much you hate sushi?"

"No, its creepy that there's a sushi pace on a boarding school campus and fourteen year old girls actually order and eat it."

"Oh, well, yeah. I guess that's sort of creepy, too."

"Its gonna take a really long time to get used to this."

"You will get used to it, though. And you'll eventually come to like it."

"I miss you. And I miss Lindsay. I don't want to be here with a mean blonde guy who ditches a really nice not blonde guy because he's too lazy to work but wants the money anyway."

"What?"

"Never mind. I'm going to go. I want to look around."

"You didn't look around yet?"

"No, I fell asleep. Again."

"Okay, well have fun. I'll call you later."

"Bye."

Sam put her phone back in her pocket. She got up, stretched, and headed out the door.

A/n sha-la-la-la-la-la hello people!well this is sort of a filler chapter. Sry. Welp read and review please!