AN: And here is the next installment. I hope you enjoy it!

Emma woke up to the opening of her door and a giggle. She took a deep breath and almost gagged as her nose was hit with the smells of rum and sex.

"Shh," she heard someone whisper, but kept her eyes shut.

Under her head and arm, she felt a chest rise and fall, which made her hold her breath. She tried her hardest to remember the events of the previous night, but that just brought on another wave of nausea and made her head pound.

"I think Emma spent the night with a boy too," Mary-Margaret, her new roommate, whisper-giggled.

"Can we please not talk about that?" a voice sounding oddly like her brother's groaned.

"Oy," the incredibly sexy voice belonging to the body under Emma called. Emma felt his head lift as she continued to pretend to sleep, "David! Mate, brilliant. We ended up bedding roommates!"

"You slept with my sister?" David yelled.

Emma heard a loud crashing noise before opening her eyes and seeing her brother charging towards her. "What the hell? David, stop!"

Emma sat up, thrusting her arm out to hold her brother at bay and winced at how it reinforced the killer migraine taking over her head and neck. She took a deep breath, and ignoring yet another wave of nausea, she looked down at the man under her and sighed in relief. At least what ever poor decisions she made last night were with an incredible attractive man.

"What the hell? What the hell is going on with you? I thought you were gonna have a fresh start once we got to college. I thought you were done with this," David motioned towards her and the man in her bed.

"College doesn't begin until tomorrow, so it doesn't count. And it's not like you can talk. You slept with my roommate!"

The man under her shifted uncomfortably. Mary-Margaret's face turned a violent shade of red and she suddenly became super interested at the pattern of their tiled floor. David, on the other hand, was furious.

"We didn't sleep together. Well, I guess we fell asleep together," he mumbled, "But we spent the whole night talking. Do you even know his name?"

"It doesn't matter. It was just a drunk mistake. It's not like I'll ever see him again. It's just another one-night-stand," Emma explained, rolling her eyes.

"Killian," the man under her interrupted in his beautifully accented voice. "My name is Killian. And sorry to disappoint, lass, but I'm your brother's roommate, so we may see each other a bit more than never."

"You're his roommate?" she shouted at this Killian as she pushed herself away from him with quite a bit of force, but careful to keep her sheets up. "Why the fuck didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know he is your brother," Killian shouted back, raising his hands in defense. "I thought you two just met at the party same as anyone else."

"Look," Mary-Margaret pitched in, "Clearly mistakes were made."

David glanced up at her after that comment to make sure she wasn't referring to their night spent together. She shook her head no before continuing, "Clearly we'll all be seeing one another over the next year. We probably shouldn't start this all off with anger. Let's all go down to the cafeteria and sort this out over brunch."

Emma closed her eyes, pinching her brow. How the hell had she managed to fuck up already? No matter how much she tried to pull her life together, she always managed to mess it up with one stupid mistake. Rookie mistake, sleeping with someone that she would have to see, someone who should be her brother's friend. She decided that she had to make it right with David, so she agreed to what would no doubt be a terribly awkward brunch.

After two glasses of Gatorade and three cups of coffee, Emma was finally able to look her brother in the eyes and get this embarrassing moment over with.

"David, you're right. I fucked up and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten that drunk and I shouldn't have slept with your roommate-"

"Emma, it doesn't even matter that much that he's my roommate, I just thought you were over all of these flings. I thought you were finally going to be able to move on."

"Move on with what?" Killian interrupted.

Mary-Margaret shushed him. "Let them work this out."

"I'm trying to. I will. Starting tomorrow, this is all in the past. We'll all forget this. We will go to our morning classes. David and I will meet for lunch and we will bring our roommates, who don't know anyone else well enough to have lunch with them. We'll be excited to meet even more new people and find each other at least tolerable. We'll talk about our first day in college and it'll be great." Emma looked each of them in the eye, begging them to agree, which they did.

Emma smiled and then narrowed her eyes, "Wait, before we erase all this, how exactly did you two meet?"

(The Previous Day)

Emma laid exhausted on her bed. She would just fall asleep if she didn't have to go buy her textbooks and a new backpack since she ripped hers while moving her stuff in. But she wanted to wait until her roommate arrived so she could meet her. She turned her head to look at her clock. It was noon. Check-in ended at 1:00, so she should be here soon. Emma sighed and decided that in the meantime she would fold her clothes since she had just thrown them in the dresser while she was unpacking.

David was helping her unpack first so, she wanted to hurry it along because she could tell how badly he wanted to see his new room and meet his roommate. He had been super excited for their new start. He made them pack up his brown pick-up truck the night before and woke her up at 7 am sharp so they could shower, eat, say proper goodbyes and still would get to their dorm at 10 am, just in time for Check-in to begin.

It only took them about 20 minutes for them to sign the paperwork and get their school ID's programmed with the proper key codes for the dorm and their rooms, as well as their meal plans. So, by 11 all of Emma's bags were in her room and David was setting up her electronics while she made her bed and threw her clothes in the dresser.

"You should go snag a locker in the bathroom, before they're all gone. Your RA said there are only enough for half the people on each floor."

"Oh, good idea," Emma responded, grabbing her combination lock. "I'll grab one for my roommate too, that should put us off to a good start."

They were living in one of the nicest dorms on campus. It had the largest rooms, the best cafeteria, a convenience store, a great rec room, numerous study rooms, as well as music practice rooms, an art studio, and a media lab filled with computers containing any type of software and access to any tech you could dream of. The only downside to this dorm was that it had community bathrooms.

By 11:45 they were done unpacking her stuff and she offered to help David with his stuff, but he refused to let her, telling her she needed to be there to meet her roommate. Knowing there was no reason to try arguing with him, she agreed. Plus, she was really excited to meet her roommate too.

At 12:47 Emma jumped out of her half-asleep state as a suitcase fell, knocking her door open. The suitcase was followed by a very defeated looking girl with a pixie cut. Emma hopped up to offer a hand in helping her up.

The girl smiled, and took Emma's hand. "Thanks! You must be my roommate."

"Emma. Do you need help?"

Emma looked the girl up a down. She was cute. She had short, black hair and blue eyes. She was quite pale but had a pretty rose blush to her cheeks. She was a bit shorter than Emma, and thin. Emma scorned herself as she thought about how satisfied she was with her roommate's appearance. She wasn't generally this shallow, but starting college was a huge step and if her roommate was awkward looking, then it would be embarrassing for her to hang out with her. But if her roommate was too pretty, then no one would even notice Emma. Emma rolled her eyes at herself and picked up the toppled suitcase.

"Yes, please. I'm Mary-Margaret. My dad was supposed to help me, but he's an ambassador and there was a last minute issue and, well, here I am carrying way too many bags up three flights of stairs."

"There's an elevator."

"Yes. Packed with suitcases, which, is why I probably should not have waited until last minute to check-in."

"Here, let me grab these. Do you have any more?"

"Yes. I still have two-thirds of a SUV full."

"Oh, wow. Well, let's get these in and I'll help you grab the rest."

"Thank you so much! I definitely owe you!"

Emma laughed, "Just keep that in mind during finals week!"

Emma helped Mary-Margaret move all of her belongings in and they had great conversations about their majors (Emma was pre-law, Mary-Margaret was education) and their dreams (Emma would be a lawyer for child advocates and Mary-Margaret would join Teach for America and then teach in third world countries).

They also talked a bit about their families Mary-Margaret's mom had died from cancer when she was eight and her dad is the American ambassador in Spain, so she spent most of her time in a boarding school and didn't see her dad often. Emma talked about her mom and brother. She talked about how David's father had left before they could remember but left out the fact that she was actually adopted. This was going to be her fresh start and they are her family after all.

Emma and Mary-Margaret finished setting up their room at 3:30, right in time for Emma's stomach to growl loud enough for the entire floor to hear.

The girls decided to grab some sandwiches at a diner before heading to the bookstore. As Emma picked up her "Introduction to Law and the Legal System" textbook, her phone whistled.

David:

Em, my roomy is awesome! How's yours? He invited me to a party at Phi Kappa Psi. Meet us there 10? Bring your roomy if you want.

(4:14 pm)

Emma sat the book in her basket and responded:

She's fantastic. You'll love her. She's a romantic and a dreamer like you. :P And sure. I'll ask if she wants to join.

(4:15 pm)

"How about this?" Mary-Margaret asked as she spun around.

"Sure, if you want to remind them of their moms," Emma laughed and Mary-Margaret threw a cardigan at her.

"Hey, I've never been to a real party before!"

"Really? Are boarding school brats known for throwing parties with their parent's credit cards?"

"Yes, but you would have to get invited to one to go."

"You could just crash one. Wow, I have so much to teach you!"

"Yes, you will be my social life savior," Mary-Margaret laughed.

Emma joined in. "Here, the dress is actually not bad. Just lose the cardigan-yep. And now just undo these."

Emma unbuttoned the top four buttons of Mary-Margaret's dress and tossed her some heels.

"Thanks," Mary-Margaret blushed at her own innocence. "What are you going to wear?"

"Just one of my old dresses," Emma responded while pulling on a short, skin-tight red dress.

"Wow!"

Emma blushed while slipping on her heels and checking up on her make-up. "Okay, ready?"

"Let's go to our first college party," Mary-Margaret giggled while looping her arm in Emma's.

The frat house was packed when the girls got there at 10:30. They had gotten a bit turned around on their way there. As soon as they entered, they were handed shots of who-knows-what.

"Emma, we don't know what it is," Mary-Margaret warned.

"Aw, dis girl white as snow," the guy who handed her the shot teased.

Emma blushed, and whispered in her roommate's ear, "Nothing that will kill us, just take it and have fun!"

Mary-Margaret didn't look sure but finally took it after some more coaxing. As the drink hit her tongue, she cringed and almost gagged.

"Have you never drank before?" Emma whispered in her ear.

"Of course I have. I drink wine at my dad's dinners all the time," she exclaimed defensively.

Emma laughed as she ushered her friend farther in the house, looking for her brother. They finally found him in the basement and she hugged him and went to introduce her roommate, but found that she had disappeared.

"Where is your roommate?" Emma shouted over the noise.

"He went off to play a game of beer pong. I'll introduce you later."

"Sounds good. Let's get some drinks!"

Emma had a few drinks with her brother before heading off in search of her roommate. She ended up finding her in a corner with a cup of crappy beer in her hand.

"Hey! I grabbed us more shots," Emma sat down, offering her one.

"I'm good," Mary-Margaret shouted, "I've got my beer. You take them!"

Which is exactly what Emma did. They conversed for awhile and Mary-Margaret even joined Emma on the dance floor before Emma got whisked away by a random frat guy.

After she got bored with the guy's attempts to get her in his bed, she walked up to a random, attractive man and said, "Hey, honey!"

His bright blue eyes pierced her (as much as his drunk state would allow) with a questioning, puppy look.

She stared up at him with a pleading, 'just go with it' look. The frat guy came up behind Emma and tried to take her hand. Attractive Man finally understood and took Emma by her waist, pulling her into him.

"There you are, love," he kissed the top of her head and Emma's jaw dropped as she heard his beautiful accent. "I was just about to start another game of beer pong, be my partner?"

Emma gave the frat guy a dirty look and headed off with Attractive Man.

After their second game of beer pong, Emma was leaning all her weight on Attractive Man because she couldn't support it herself, not that he was doing much better.

"Wait, wait," she slurred, "I have-a make sure my roommate's okay. She's never been here. A party, I mean. To a party. I-"

"I got it, love. What's she look like?"

Emma tripped and Attractive Man caught her. "You are really strong muscles," she giggled.

"I can show you them all," he offered as he began taking off his shirt.

"Yes. Wait. Mary-Margaret. I-" Emma stumbled a bit more and Killian followed, with his hand guiding her the best he could.

"Oh, there she is," Emma exclaimed and then stopped worrying since she was just conversing with her brother. He would make sure she got home safe. That was David.

"Good. Now, we can worry about this."

"What?"

"This," and the Attractive Man silenced her with his lips.

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