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We walked over to the room that read: 124.

"Knock," Nadalie told me.

"No, you do it. It was your idea," I whispered.

She rolled her eyes and knocked quietly

"Huh? Oh, one sec," said a voice from the room. A few seconds later the door flew open. The guy, who was standing in the door gaped at us. He looked muscular, had spiked black hair, tan skin, and brown eyes. I could see over his shoulder, and his room looked almost exactly like ours.

"Hiya, neighbor," Nadalie said, waving.

"You're… girls…" he said.

"OMG! Nadalie, we're girls!" I exclaimed, sarcastically.

"Wait until I tell my mom!" Nadalie played along.

The guy smirked. "There's just never been any girls at this school before. I'm Jessie, by the way," he added, holding out his hand. I shook it and so did Nadalie.

"I'm Velvet, and this is Nadalie," I said.

"Nice to meet you. Hey, Andrew, come over here!" Jessie yelled, over his shoulder.

"What?" a guy asked, appearing next to Jessie.

"These are our neighbors. Velvet and Nadalie," he said, gesturing to us.

"Pleasure," said the guy named Andrew, sarcastically.

What the heck is his problem!??

"Hey, you okay?" I asked Andrew, timidly.

"Do I look like I'm okay? I'm being bothered," he said, sitting on the couch and opening a book.

I smiled. "Sorry, 'bout that, Andrew," I said, sincerely. (I know… I was weird that way.)

He looked at me, disbelieving. His eyes were a dark blue, that reminded me of storm clouds. His hair was dark brown, with a tint of red, and he was muscular, but not as much as Jessie.

Andrews eyebrows furrowed together, which only made his eyes look more like storm clouds.

I smiled at him again, and then turned to Nadalie.

"You want to go get some lunch?" I asked.

"Uh, YEAH! I'm starving!!"

"You want to come, Jessie?" I turned to him.

"Really? Sure, that sounds great! Do you mind, Andrew?" Andrew didn't look up from his book, but he waved his hand, as if to say, 'do what you want.'

"Alright, see ya, buddy," Jessie said, walking out of his room.

"Race you to the elevator!" I exclaimed, getting a head start.

"Hey! That's cheating!" Nadalie yelled, running after me. I looked back, to see Jessie standing, confused.


Andrews P.O.V.

I looked up from my book as one of the girls yelled, "Race you to the elevator!" I recognized the voice, which belonged to the girl, Velvet.

"Hey! That's cheating!" the other girl yelled. I supposed that was Nadalie.

I snickered. They were definitely different. What confused me most was the girl with the grey eyes. She acted completely opposite of her appearance. She seemed sweet and kind, but also hyper, in a way… What is it about her that's so intriguing…? Her skin? Her eyes? Her personality? "Agh!" I said, slamming the book on the couch.

Now that girl… Velvet… had made it so I couldn't concentrate. Why was she so interesting? I lied down on the couch and buried my head in the pillows.


Velvet's P.O.V.

I got into the elevator and started pressing the 'down' button, repeatedly. Nadalie slipped into the elevator with Jessie, just before it closed.

"Oh, phooey," I said, crossing my arms and pouting.

"Mwa hahaha! You can't get rid of me!" Nadalie exclaimed. Jessie looked at us like we were crazy… and in a way, we kind of were… hehe…

"You two are very…" Jessie started.

"Weird? Creepy? Different? Hyper?" Nadalie asked, cutting him off.

"Gorgeous? Stunning? The most amazing two girls in the entire world?" I questioned, flipping my hair and talking in a snobby tone.

He laughed at us.

The elevator opened and I jumped out.

"To the cafeteria!" I yelled, lacing my arm through Nadalie's. She copied me and laced her arm through Jessie's, though I could she was blushing slightly. Jessie also looked surprised.

"And RUN!" I yelled.

We started running, arms still locked with one another. At first I was ahead, and Jessie was last. But, of course, Jessie was really muscular-looking, and he ended up being right next to me, and pulling slightly ahead. We were practically dragging Nadalie, who, by the looks of her legs, didn't run too much.

"One, second! Where is the cafeteria!?" I asked, still running full-speed.

"Turn left!" Jessie ordered. I followed his order and in the next minute, we were at the cafeteria.

"FOOD!" I screamed. I immediately regretted it. EVERYONE in the cafeteria turned to look at me. Of course, I wasn't one to be shy… so maybe it wasn't such a big deal. After all, I was pretty outgoing.

"Heya, peeps! What's up?" I said, smiling. They continued to stare at me. "It's not polite to stare," I stated, wagging my finger at no one in particular. A few people laughed.

"I'm hungry," I said, walking toward the food. "I think I'll get some-"

"No pie!" Nadalie said, strictly.

"You're mean!" I whined. Instead of getting pie, I decided to go with a pear; an apple; a peach and a bunch of cherries. I sat down at an empty table and started eating my food. Jessie sat down at the table, followed by Nadalie. Jessie had gotten a hamburger. Nadalie had gotten--

"WHY MUST YOU TORTURE ME!!??" I screamed at her. There were four slices of pie on her plate, covered in whipped cream.

"Torture you? Whatever are you talking about, Velvet?" she asked, innocently. She scooped up a spoonful of pie and plopped it into her mouth. "Pie's really good, huh?" she asked, smiling.

"Waaaaa!!!" I cried, banging my head on the table. I could feel eyes staring at me, but I continued sobbing.

"A-are you crying!?" Nadalie asked, slightly panicked.

"No-pe," I said, lifting my head off the table.

"So the girl can act?" asked a voice. I looked up to see Andrew approaching our table.

"Yup! And the 'girl' has a name too! It's Velvet," I finished, smiling.

"Ah, Velvet," Andrew started, still standing. His voice sounded different than many other guys voices. It sounded almost formal. "I would like to apologize for my behavior earlier. It was uncalled for." Yup, he definitely was formal. In a cute kind of way, though…

"His parents make him talk like that," Jessie snickered.

"Oh, shut up, Jess!" Andrew snapped, all politeness gone. Now he just sounded like a normal teen guy.

"I accept your apology, though you have nothing to apologize for, really. Sit," I said, gesturing to a seat. He shrugged, then sat down.

"Do they have a pool here?" I questioned. My mouth was full of fruit, so it sounded more like: 'Dway fwaf uh fooer'

"Can you repeat that?" Jessie asked.

I swallowed the fruit in my mouth. "Do they have a pool here?" I repeated.

"Yeah," Jessie said, as if to add a 'duh' at the end.

"Awesome. I want to go to the pool!" I exclaimed, getting up and putting my dish on a counter. "Any of you coming?" I questioned. Nadalie had whipped cream all over her face; Jessie had dropped his burger and Andrew looked shocked.

"I'm in!" Nadalie said, wiping the whipped cream off of her face. She walked over to me and pushed the plate towards me, so it was under my nose. "Piieeeee," she stated. I reacted before I could think about it. I pushed the plate upward and into her face. I rubbed it into her face a little more before mocking her. "Piieeeee," I said.

She removed the plate from her face, which was now covered in pie and cream.

"Oh, no you didn't!" she exclaimed, smiling widely. She looked so silly, with her wide smile, through all that cream. "I suppose I did deserve that, though…" she continued.

"Darn right you did! Now let's go get our bathing suits!!" I said, skipping away. Then I stopped. "Are you guys coming with us?" I questioned.

"YES!" Jessie said, standing up quickly.

"Sure," Andrew said, shrugging.

I skipped out of the cafeteria and followed the way to the elevator. I hopped into it before I knew someone was in there. And guess what?? It was a guy! (Of course!)

"Hey," he said, calmly. I looked at him and almost gasped. He had dirty-blonde hair, that went to his chin, and bright green eyes. He was absolutely incredible-looking.

"Wowies…" I said, aloud.

"Pardon me?"

"Oh… I just… I… Uhh…" I stopped talking and stared at the ground, blushing furiously. It wasn't like me to act nervous! What was my problem! Just because the guy was a little (understatement) good-looking…

"I'm Brandon," he said. I could see him reach out his hand.

Shake his hand, Velvet!

I reached out and shook his hand. "I'm Velvet!" I said, louder than necessary. I hung my head. Boy, was I acting stupid.

"So, do you mind if I call you Vi?"

Vi? What the heck?

"Um, sure… go ahead…"

"So, Vi… Where are you from?"

"New York."

"What's your favorite color?"

"Er… neon green…"

"Favorite food?"

"…Sweet potatoes with marshmallows? Oh, yeah. That's definitely it."

"Well, Miss Vi--"

Grrr… My name is Velvet…

"--The door's open."

"Ahhh…" I walked through the doors of the elevator. "So since you call me Vi, can I call you B?" I asked turning to him.

"Nope."

"Of course…" I punched him on his shoulder.

"Hey, you punch pretty hard for a girl," he said, rubbing where I punched him.

"I know, I am fabulous," I said, sarcastically.

"So which room you staying in?"

"Pshh, like I would tell you!" I said, running down the hall and unlocking the door to my room.

"Ah, 123?"

I whirled around, and he was right next to me.

"What the--"

"I'm faster than a girl," he said, shaking his head.

"Ha, you can't be faster than Superwoman!" I exclaimed, posing.

"You're weird."

"Pshh, you're not so normal yourself B." I had used the nickname he had told me not to. "I mean, in the elevator, what was that? 20 questions or something?"

To my surprise, he blushed (only slightly) "I was just curious about you…" he stated, staring at the floor.

"Er… okay. May I ask why?"

"No."

"Of course…" A few minutes went by, and we just stood there. Me, I was trying to figure out why he was interested in me. "I'm going swimming wanna come?" I asked, breaking the silence.

"Oh, uh, er…"

"Is that a yes or a no?"

"Um, sure?"

"I'm going to go change. Meet you at the pool!" I exclaimed, while slamming the door in his face. I sighed and leaned against the door. Dude, that guy was H O T! Oh, I mean… er… he was quite handsome… (It sounds more polite…)

I shook my head and got out my bathing suit (Guess what!? It was black… with stars on it!) I changed and slipped loose shorts and a shirt over the bathing suit. I suppose, not many people knew I had curves, because I always wore baggy clothes. I skipped out of the bathroom, grabbing a towel on the way, and opened the door.

"Eep!" The sound came out of my mouth, as I saw Brandon, standing in front of the door, in his bathing suit… with no shirt on. "Hurburbafluppagooey…" I babbled. What the heck was I saying???? No clue. All I knew, was I was dazed.

"Pardon me?"

"I… er… Ugh! Let's go!" I whined, grabbing his hand and pulling him toward the elevator.

"Your hand is… warm…" he said, as I pulled him

"Um, yeah. Is that so weird?"

"Yes."

"Wha- Why?" I questioned, still walking.

"N-never mind…"

Why is he so weird!?

"Mm'kay." I dropped his hand and pressed the 'down' button. (Did I mention we had gotten into the elevator?) So… extremely hot guy is acting weird…

"I thought vampires were supposed to be cold," he blurted out. I gaped at him.

What did he just say!!!??? "What the heck did you say!!?" I screamed at him, slapping his arm.

"Hey!" he exclaimed.

"You called me a friggin' vampire!!" I exclaimed, throwing my hands up.

"Sorry! Sorry! Easy mistake--" To my surprise (and his) I burst out crying.

Darn it all! I look more dead than I thought!! Why me!? Why ME!!?

"I'm sorry! Please, don't cry!" I barely heard him. My thoughts continued.

The hottest guy here thinks I'm a vampire!! What the heck!? I'm such a loser! Why does the world hate me…?

"PLEASE!! DON'T CRY!" I heard him wail. I stopped crying and looked at him. He wore the cutest expression ever! He looked like a teddy bear, pouting. It was too adorable to even stand!… so I started giggling.

"Wha--" he started.

"You look like-- hehe-- a teddy bear!" I exclaimed, still laughing.

"I do!?" he asked, incredulously.

"Yes! I shall call you B-Bear!" I said, smiling.

"Er… B-Bear?"

"Yuppie!"

"The doors' open, Vi," he stated.

"After you B-Bear!" I giggled.

"W'ever. Listen I'm sorry for saying you looked like a--"

"It's cool. So I look kind of dead looking… I've had to live with it all my life, so, yeah, I'm okay."

"Well, if it makes you feel any better, you have beautiful eyes," he said.

"Hey, that does make me feel better! Thanks B-Bear!" I smiled. "Wanna race?" I questioned.

"To the pool? Yeah!" he answered, to my surprise. Finally someone understood my competitiveness! We raced to the pool and he beat me by a good ten feet.

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