A/N: AND NOW, I GIVE YOU *Drum roll* THE THIRD CHAPTER! Seriously, I'm freaking tired. I worked hard on this, so don't forget the reviews ;) Love y'all!

Disclaimer: I only own Rexie Shapiro, no one or nothing else... Not even little Jackie :(

ROOM B330; LILY'S POV

Carly and I walked inside our room. She looked around and smiled. She said something about this trip being fun already. She started to babble about iCarly. The girl is nice, but she talks too much. REALLY too much. I think she can't stop talking. It looks like she doesn't even breathe...

I sighted loudly and she heard it.

"Am I boring you?" She asked

"Kinda..." I said. She nodded and sat on her bed. She smiled at me and introduced herself. I did so too, and she looked happy. I said I was really tired and we both went to bed. She's cool, I think we could become friends... If she doesn't talk too much.

ROOM B331; REXIE'S POV

The blonde girl and I walked inside room B331. She jumped on her bed and pulled the covers over her head. We started to hear people - more precisely, a boy and a girl - and they were screaming. The girl got up and groaned loudly. She opened our door and walked out, then started to bang on the door of the room B329.

"Spencer, Quinn! Shut up, I'm trying to chizzing sleep, here!" She yelled. The screaming stopped and she walked back in, slamming the door.

"I'm Sam, by the way" She said.

"I'm Rexie" I responded. Sam nodded and walked again to her bed and pulled once again the covers on her head. She started to snore lightly and I chuckled.

ROOM B332; FREDDIE'S POV

Cat and I walked into our room. It was weird to hear her talk for the first time. I heard her sing, but not talk since the last time I saw her, she was wearing this weird blue head-band that was talking with a creepy voice. She looked nice, and really small. She looks like she weights only ninety pounds... Like Sam. But I'm sure Cat doesn't eat as much as my girlfriend does.

Cat took out a pink pajama and went to the bathroom to change. She and I did small talk, but it was only until she fell asleep.

ROOM B333; CARTER'S POV

I opened the door to my room, and walked in, followed by Demi. She went in front of the closet and opened it. She shrugged then closed it. I took my bag and threw it against the end of my bed, and Demi glanced at me. She then turned back her head to the closed closet and walked away, looking around the room. I plopped on my bed and she spun around, her red hair swinging in the air. (A/N: Someone actually said that my red hair swung in the air… SHOUT OUT TO ALEXIS!) She then took out of her luggage a colorful tank-top and white short-shorts and went into the bathroom to change. She walked out and plopped on her bed, then pulled the covers on her petite body.

"Good night, Carter!" She said.

"Good night, Demi" I said back. I saw her smile and she closed her eyes. I smiled at her cuteness then fell asleep.

ROOM B334; DEXTER'S POV

Andre and I walked into the room B334, or our room. Andre walked in first, and I looked back inside the corridor to see if Snowy was still there. I glanced at her, only to see her enter room B340. I shrugged and walked into my room, closing the door. Andre was already asleep on his bed, and I chuckled. He was taking literally ALL the place on his bed. He was sleeping in a weird position, then he shifted to his side. He started to snore and I scoffed. I had to get stuck with a snorer, of course.

ROOM B335; GABRIELLE'S POV

Robbie and I walked inside our room. When I heard I was supposed to sleep in the same room as Robbie, I thought it wouldn't be so bad. But he had to sing about broken glass. See, when we started to walk to our room, he started singing this stupid song about broken glass.

"With broken glass!" He finally finished. I sighted loudly and jumped on my bed. He looked at me with a confused look. If he thought I would tell him that I ate a piece of my mother's glass vase when I was a little girl…

ROOM B336; VYCTORIA'S POV

The tall guy with long hair and I walked into our room. I couldn't quite remember his name… Or I was just too much thinking to catch it. See, I have a little crush on Spencer. I know, it's not okay, because he's my best friend's brother AND my other best friend's crush. But I can't help it… And I felt really jealous when Spencer said 'Quinny! We are super roommates!' or something like that. Nobody calls her Quinny, except her boyfriends. And she doesn't have one.

The guy extended his arm and I shook it.

"I'm Beck Oliver"

"I'm Vyctoria Paperman" I said. He smiled and nodded, then went to bed.

"Look, I'm really tired so maybe we can hang out tomorrow? You know, so that we get to know each-other" He said. I nodded and shrugged. He went to lay on his bed and closed his eyes.

ROOM B337; JADE'S POV

I should've never trusted one of Robbie's stupid app. Now, I'm stuck with Tori in a little room with… No way. One bed? Are you kidding me? I'll have to sleep in the same bed as her? No freaking way. She is putting her finger in eye if she thinks so.

"So… Jade. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?" She said hesitantly, then dropped her luggage and jumped on the queen sized bed, and closed rapidly her eyes. I shrugged it off, too tired to argue tonight.

ROOM B338; MANDIE'S POV

A shirtless boy and I walked into our room. Seriously, I don't know why he hasn't a shirt on. It makes me uncomfortable that he is shirtless. I'm pretty sure he'll catch a cold or something…

"Hey, I'm Normandie, but call me Mandie. Could you put a shirt on?" I asked him quickly after introducing myself. He smiled and putted on a shirt written 'Fried Clown' and he smiled.

"I'm Gibby" He said. I nodded, and he walked to his bed. I smiled at him and he jumped on his bed. He mumbled a 'good night' and he drifted to sleep, snoring loudly. I scoffed and I walked to my bed. I didn't bother to close the light, having a bad impression about this.

ROOM B340; NO ONE'S POV

"Selena, you need to do it. I know he seems good, but he can't continue this. He needs to die. He needs to go" A voice said. Selena looked around the room. She didn't want to kill him, he was nice. But she knew she had no choice. She nodded her head.

"Can't Jackie, John or Chanel do it? Seriously, I'm tired of living like that" She said to the voice.

"Technically, you aren't living" The voice said. She gulped and looked down.

"But I hate it. I'm not bad" She said

"You chose to be here. It's too late to back down" The voice said.

"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow" She finally accepted. She shuddered and closed the light. She saw Jackie sitting on her bed and she smiled.

"Come on, big sister. If I can do it, so do you" Jackie said, smiling to her big sister

"I know"