I tried to type in Rome's accent... I'm not sure it worked, review and tell me what you think about typing in accents or without them

After attempting multiple time on getting the mattress in the room, we finally got the bed set up. I also took the time to grab myself a comforter and some sheets which I had needed last night, but better late than never! Lunch was an hour long, as long as a class and five times longer than my usual lunches last year, so I kept checking my watch repeatedly seeing if we were going to be late. But when everything was done, we still had some time left over, were I helped with Killi's uniform re-make. Well, she didn't really need my help, because she didn't change it that much. She just added a bunch of extra things to it. The male version of the uniform jacket was untouched, and worn over a robin-hood-style white blouse which in turn was worn over a black tank top. Then instead of the guys pants, she wore dark green jeans that was the same shade as the green in the earth symbol. Then she wore her knee high lace up black boots. The strangest part though, was the black cowboy hat that she insisted on wearing.

Then it was finally time for our next class, not that I particularly like History, but I did hate sitting around with nothing much to do; I liked to busy myself with something at all times. The usual buzzer rang throughout all the buildings, and we walked over to the History building. It looked much like the English buildings maze of bookshelves, but just add lots of maps on any flat surface, and a few museum-like displays of old things. Yay, old things. Was I picking up Killi's sarcasm after just an hour? Nah, I must just…

Wait. A. Second. This teacher teacher walked in wearing a Gladiator outfit, and I'm sure it was against dress code somehow. I avoided looking at him as he walked toward the group of four newbies (including me of course) but knew he had arrived when I could feel the warmth of his smile radiating around him like a weird aura.

"Hey. I'm-a Rome, and-a I think you-a should get to work-a now." He announced in a very, very Italian sounding accent. There were took many accents in this place!

"Who are-a you?" He asked, but mainly Killi, because he could hear everyone else whispering about were she came from, why she was late and who she was.

"I'm Killi Darkwater. I love Architecture, specifically Castles. But I also like writing." well at least she knew what she was doing. She even loved two things, I'm so behind!

"Good, get to-a work then!" He said, and wondered off into the bookshelf maze. I saw Faith and Jordanne leave (again) without me. Well I can help Killi with the structure of "the project" and some other things.

"Hey, I can't help but notice, that we share the same accent." someone male and Scottish said before revealing himself from the shadows of a book case. He had fiery red hair, and green eyes that looked at Killi, but didn't notice me at all. Well, that seemed like a first for this school!

"Yeah. I'm Scottish. You too huh?" Killi asked

"Yup. So where have you been."

"My plane was late, then I waited at the airport, and no one came for me for a while. Then I fell asleep, and woke up to someone saying my name over the airport intercom. They brought me back here. That's where I've been."

He chuckled and shook his head, "I meant where have you been all my life."

She blushed darkly, "Bastard, are you hitting on me?"

"Yeah. How couldn't I?" he grinned

"Well," she looked like she wasn't sure what to say. So she decided to kicked him instead of saying anything, and he fell to the floor as she made an escape into the labyrinth. However, he didn't looked hurt, he just stood back up and began to follow her, only looking back to make sure I wasn't following.

I sighed. Now I was left to actually do some work. I started to look through some of the books on the shelf, and found that seven out of ten books weren't in English, or at least a type of english I could read. I did take honors English last year, but I'm still not very good at reading Shakespearian anything, let alone comprehending it.

Walking through the many shelves of books, taking a peak at the contents of a few on the way, was slightly calming. I didn't have to worry about anyone but myself. I usually had to worry about Faith and her depression, or Jordanne and her fandoms. I might have to start worrying about Killi soon because she will be my roommate. But I could just think about what I wanted to do. We were learning about world war two for this month and I didn't have a clue were to start.

Then I tripped, and hit my head on a bookshelf. Owwwwww. I'm not usually the clumsy type, but something told me I had tripped over someone sitting on the ground or something, not my own feet. I looked up to see I was right. It was the German guy who was trying to convince the Italian to leave back in the dorm. Then I realized I should probably get off him and see if my head is bleeding. I sat up and leaned against a bookshelf, touching my hand to my forehead I could feel a sensitive spot where I probably will show a bruise, but no blood thankfully.

"Are you alright?" he asked putting his book down and inspecting my forehead.

"Yeah I'm fine, I just-"

"Do you need to go to the nurse?" he asked. I didn't even know there was a nurse, it must be in the Cafeteria building or something.

"I'm okay, really, don't worry." he visibly relaxed, and leaned back against the other bookcase.

"Alright. I'm Ludwig." he held out his hand

"Hi, I'm Carolyn." I smiled, smiling usually was a good idea around guys I decided, because he smiled back and blushed lightly.

"What do you love?" he asked. I occurred to me that I will be answering this question al lot.

"I don't know yet. I'm just going to learn about WW2 and find what I like the most out of what I've learned to present."

"Oh, well I love mechanics. I like planes as well as a cars, so I will be studying German planes for this class." he said

"Why not American planes?"

"I'm German." I knew that! Why did I even ask? Of course he would study something from his country.

"Right."

"Do you want any help? I have a few books here in English if you would want to read them."

"Yeah, I would, thanks." I smiled again, and for the rest of class we sat quietly reading books across from each other.