A/N: Sorry for the delay... you guys should've seen my schedule for the last week. I had a billion tests and grades to study for and then on Friday I was at school for an extra four hours, and then I was at school again for four hours on Saturday, and I had so much homework. I managed to finish a chapter of this just now, though, so yay! Hopefully a chapter of WAYF will also be up today. :)
Side note: I sort of spaced when I was writing this chapter, and I said that Carmilla is majoring in psychology, when I meant philosophy. However, since I realized the mistake further in, I decided to leave it and just work in a small storyline with it. So don't get mad at me about it.
Also, considering changing this story category to Web Shows? I feel like that's where more Hollstein fics are? Thoughts?
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Carmilla!
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"What's got you in such a weird mood?" Perry questioned Laura while they waited for LaFontaine to meet them at the coffee shop.
Laura shrugged. "What do you mean?"
"You just seem squirmy or nervous or something," Perry commented, raising her eyebrows.
"I'm not," Laura insisted. "How were your first two days of being a sophomore in college?" Perry obviously knew that the question was asked purely for the sake of a topic change, but she didn't press the squirmy issue any further.
"They were fine. What about you? How are you liking your classes so far?" Perry wondered.
"I like them. Yesterday I was a little stressed out, but I'm happy with my Lit and Journalism classes. Though, I have this long Journalism project. I have to make a video journal every week – it basically has to be me consistently talking about or doing the same thing, or things dedicated to a single task," Laura explained. "It's probably going to take a lot of work."
"What's your topic?" Perry asked.
"Ah—it's a little complicated," Laura answered, realizing that she had sort of strung herself back around to the squirmy topic. Because yes, Carmilla being involved in her journalism project was sort of making her get filled with a nervous excitement. Why? She wished that she knew.
"What's complicated?" LaFontaine asked as she approached the table.
"Laura's journalism project topic, apparently," Perry answered, looking at Laura with interest. LaFontaine joined them at the table, and Laura looked in between her ginger best friends.
"Well, everyone keeps telling me to grow up or to loosen up, so… my project is basically twelve different things that people are supposed to do to be less uptight and things that people in college should experience," Laura explained, waiting for the expected responses.
"Okay, well what's so complicated about that?" LaFontaine questioned.
"Aside from the fact that it's probably going to be entirely inappropriate for your intro to journalism class," Perry muttered.
Laura gave Perry a pointed look. "I thought about that, but I mean, it's creative and it's interesting. The journalism world isn't uptight at all, you know what I mean? Anyway, it's supposed to be something original, and there are people in my class doing way weirder things, trust me."
"Freshmen," Perry muttered under her breath. Laura gave Perry an "are you serious?" look, but before she could say anything about the comment, LaFontaine was speaking again.
"Okay, well if that's not what makes it complicated then, what is?" the short-haired redhead questioned.
Laura bit the inside of her lip. "I had to enlist my jerk face roommate to help me."
"Carmilla?" LaFontaine asked, despite already knowing the answer. "Why? I thought that you hated her."
"I do. I mean, I think I do. She can't seem to resist calling me cupcake and buttercup and creampuff at every chance she gets, but she can help me with some of the things on my list," Laura stated. "Plus, I don't want me and her to be in this weird, complete opposites, roommate position all year."
"So ask for a roommate change," Perry stated. Laura just shrugged, because for some reason, she actually didn't want a roommate change. She sort of didn't mind Carmilla being her roommate, which was totally crazy and she wasn't going to tell anyone that she even thought like that for more than a second.
"Well, she agreed to help me with my project, so it's not the worst thing ever," Laura stated. "Though, she keeps stealing my pillow, which is slightly annoying."
"She sounds creepy if you ask me," LaFontaine stated. "I'm going to go grab a coffee. I'll be right back."
As LaFontaine got up, Perry said, "Well, if you decide you want a roommate change after all, I can put that request in for you, as the official floor don."
Laura smiled. "Thanks, Per."
Laura got back to her dorm a few hours later, after hanging out with Perry and LaFontaine at their dorm. She immediately picked up the sound of the shower going, and let out a quiet sigh of relief. It didn't take more than a second for eyes to fall on her yellow pillow, and she huffed as she grabbed it off of Carmilla's bed and tossed it onto her own. Then, she grabbed some pajamas from her armoire and went to her computer. She trolled the default news site while she waited for Carmilla to get out of the bathroom.
When the door finally opened, Carmilla didn't even say anything to Laura, instead just walking straight to her bed.
Laura didn't let it bother her, choosing to get up and go into the bathroom. As she saw the mess left by her oh so pleasant roommate, she made a mental note to get back earlier so that she could have the bathroom before it looked like this. Though, either way, if Carmilla refused to clean up her mess, this place was always going to be messy.
Sighing, she got into the shower.
Carmilla, in the meantime, was contemplating whether or not to snatch back Laura's pillow. Eventually, she vetoed the idea, because she knew that Laura would be going to sleep soon, and she would definitely notice. So instead, Carmilla went to the dorm's mini fridge, stealing one of Laura's grape sodas.
Settling in on her bed, she trolled the internet through her smart phone, sipping away at her stolen soda, and forcing her mind to ignore every thought that came to her mind about her tiny, blonde roommate.
Saturday. A week of classes now in the past, leaving one very exhausted Laura. Yes, she had expected college to be hard, but she never imagined that she would need twelve hours of sleep to recover. Of course, in her defense, she had spent the entire summer doing anything that was completely opposite of school, so she wasn't yet used to the whole schedule.
She had her English Literature class on Monday and Wednesday, and her Intro to Journalism class on Monday back to back with her Lit class. Thursday was her Global Connections class and her course on Communication Law—two agonizingly long classes. And Friday was her Digital Journalism class—one that was almost exactly the same as her Intro to Journalism class, only with less projects and more textbook reading, which almost felt backwards to Laura.
Nevertheless, she woke up at ten in the morning on Saturday, still feeling exhausted despite herself. When she awoke, she saw Carmilla sitting up in her own bed, looking like she was studying. She appeared to have been awake for hours, which honestly just aggravated Laura. "How are you not still sleeping?" she demanded, aware that she sounded just as tired as she felt.
Carmilla smirked. "Well, one of us is actually intelligent and has a class on Tuesday in order to not have any on Friday. And cutie, it isn't you."
Laura rolled her eyes, forcing herself to sit up on her bed. "The class was only available on Fridays."
"A sign that should have told you to not take it," Carmilla stated matter-of-factly.
"What even are you majoring in?" Laura wondered, raising her eyebrows across the room at her roommate.
"Psychology," Carmilla stated, not looking up from her book.
"So, is that your psych book then that is so captivating that you can't even look up to participate in a conversation?" Laura questioned, waiting for Carmilla to give in and look up from her book—something she hadn't done since Laura started talking.
Carmilla smirked again. "I can participate in a conversation just fine without looking up at you, sweetheart."
Laura ran her hand through her hair, groaning. She wished that she could sleep for hours more, but she knew that another round of classes were going to start on Monday, and that she couldn't sleep the entire time before then. Actually, considering how much sleep Carmilla had been getting during the second half of the week, Laura had half expected her to sleep all weekend. So there's to surpassing expectations. "So, do you give everybody food nicknames?"
"Nope," Carmilla answered, still smirking. Laura would never be able to figure this girl out.
"Alright," Laura muttered, standing up and stretching out her arms.
Carmilla had to force herself not to look at the tank top—or lack thereof—that rose up as Laura stretched, revealing her flat stomach. The brunette actually wondered if Laura was doing that on purpose, but she decided that she probably wasn't. There was no way that Laura had noticed that Carmilla actually sort of liked her. Carmilla was way too careful for that.
As Laura disappeared into the bathroom, Carmilla grabbed Laura's pillow and placed it on her own bed, leaning against it as she continued reading out of her actually relatively interesting psychology textbook.
When Laura emerged, she was surprised as Carmilla immediately started talking. "So, when are we doing your next video thing?"
"Um…" Laura blinked, because she realized that she didn't actually know.
"Because I have class on Tuesday, and you have class on Friday. Which basically leaves Saturday," Carmilla stated. "And since you started on Tuesday, shouldn't you technically be doing your second video today?"
Laura counted the thirteen weeks in her head and realized that Carmilla was right. However, this meant that Laura would have to actually get dressed and make a video. "Yeah, you're right. Please excuse me while I get changed and attempt to not fall asleep in the process."
Carmilla smirked, finally looking up at Laura as the girl dug through her armoire for something to wear. She averted her eyes again when Laura was facing her, and then as she entered the bathroom, Carmilla watched her. She couldn't really put her finger on what was so intriguing about this girl. Something about her just made Carmilla smile—and that was a hard thing to do.
I had to go online to research all the classes people take for Journalism majors, and I picked all the ones I felt that Laura would be taking. It took me like half an hour lol. Bc I'm a nerd and I had to know EXACTLY which classes. Anywaaaaay...
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