AN: I do NOT own DGM, or Teya. I own my OCs :)

Blondie

"I'm 17, I lived with my older brother before I came here. He sent me here for my last year because of some circumstances back home." I breathed a little more calmly now that she wasn't staring at me.

"Where're you from? That accent of yours sounds like you're a northerner." She commented looking at her nails.

I grabbed a small piece of my hair and tugged on it nervously. "I'm, uhm, Swedish."

Set let out a huge grin, "That explains a lot."

My head snapped up at her with a small blush on my cheeks. "What do you mean by that? My accent isn't that bad is it?"

"Woah, no mean for offense blondie, but your skin is real pale, baby blue eyes. Perfect stereotype." Teya looked at me with a certain emotion I couldn't quite place.

Stretching she laid back down and snuggled into her blanket robe. It almost looked as if she had fallen asleep.

"What about you? Where are you from, what's your story? And what was that thing about the 'dee and the jay'?" I had pulled my knees up to my chest, resting my chin on my arms. "Who was that red head anyways? Your boyfriend?"

One of her eyes cracked open and she lifted her head in my general direction. Grumbling something about pushy kids she sat up with a serious look.

"Like I said, I'm Teya with a dee and a jay. My last name is Khan. I'm not orange because of a really bad tan, I'm Mongolian. I came here to England to do a victory lap. Seemed more interesting."

The whole time I had a shell shocked face. When she took a breath I pointed at her chest. "Your um..." I started, "Teya your chest." As she was explaining the blankets began falling down, exposing her naked breasts.

Throwing my hands over my face I made a little 'eep' noise. I heard a rough laugh and some rustling. This probably meant she fixed the blankets. "No need to freak blondie, you've seen boobs before."

I peaked out from between my fingers to see her looking at me and snickering. "So you're, uhm Mongolian was it? I still don't get the 'dee and jay' thing." I rubbed the back of my head letting out a nervous laugh.

She leaned forward on her bed and grabbed a notebook from her bed stand. Raising her finger she motioned me over. I jumped off my bed and walked over to her cautiously.

I saw that she had written down a set of characters on the paper. I stared at them slightly puzzled.

D-E-I-J-A

Sitting back down after handing me the page she had a satisfied smile. I stared at the ink on the page with a thoughtful expression. After a few moments of pondering I looked up at her, putting the page out in front of me.

"What idiot would spell a name like that?!" I hit the page with my other hand. She stared at me dumbfounded for a second.

She started laughing really loudly, I was coming to believe it was her signature action.

"Haha! That surprised me. You're strange you know that? But hey, we all have our own personal quirks." I stopped then realised how rude I had been.

"Err...I didn't mean..."

"No problemo blondie. When I first came here I wasn't that good with English. What my poor spelling and pronunciation came up with was this." Putting one finger on the ink she grinned.

"Oh." Mentally kicking myself for my intelligence and obvious brains.

God Eden, your first hour here and you've already insulted your roommate.

"About Cross... the red head from earlier," She snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Hey spacey, didn't you want to know about him?"

Blinking rapidly, probably looking like a blinded animal, I nodded.

"He ain't my boyfriend, just a... um... companion." She rubbed her chin thoughtfully and shrugged.

"How'd he get inside the dorm? Don't they not let random adults onto school grounds, let alone the dormitory?" I asked, slightly fearing the answer. Who knew, he could have been sneaking through the windows to visit his lover.

"He's allowed in."

"Why?"

"'Cause he works here."

My face must have shown all of my thoughts and she let out a small chuckle, too deep to be considered a giggle.

"Yuppers! I snagged me a teacher." I let out a small strangled noise and fell backwards, landing on my bed.

"T-that's illegal! Not only age but what about the trust, the bond between teacher and student?"

There was a split second of silence then a cheeky response, "Well I technically am legal, being 18 and all, but hey our bond? Real effin deep."

Making a squak of displeasure I scrambled out of my bed and toward the door. Opening it I could hear her laughing behind me. "You're!!" I managed before closing the door and fluttering down the hall.

She's sleeping with a teacher? And enjoying it...

My face was all hot again at all the sexual references with my new roomie. I was standing about twenty feet away from room 401. Looking down the halls I saw about ten other rooms that most likely had people inside.

Don't you think they'd get caught? Someone must have noticed.

I started pacing back and forth in front of a couple of the rooms.

What about the other students? Do they know? Wait...do they even care?

I stopped abruptly looking horrified. Maybe I was just reading too far into things. Teya, no Deija, must see the wrong in this. She'll stop seeing him right?

"What is wrong with this place?" I asked the ceiling, a small frown of worry on my face.

I'm normal. This stuff is weird. I won't get involved in anything that... well like that...

Letting out a calming sigh I looked at my hands.

With a roommate with such loose morals I can't let it get me down. I won't fall into that kind of thing. I only have to be here for one year. I can last. I will last.

I squeezed my eyes shut and did a little victory arm pump at my own motivational speech.

It wasn't that big of a deal. Her actions are her own, she's an adult. I can't judge her for sleeping iwth her teacher. Lots of teachers woohoo with students. Ewww... I didn't just think that. Oh... gross. Whatever Eden, ignore it, live your normal life, get normal grades, have normal friends.

My thoughts were cut short as I yelped in surprise. I felt a hand lightly poke my shoulder again. My heart racing, I curled up in a ball of despair on the floor from the minor stroke I had just received.

"You okay?" A short girl with spiky blue hair was standing over me licking a lollipop. She poked me with her foot. "Hey!" She leaned down and put her face right up in mine.

"I'm sorry!" I stood up quickly, feeling uncomfortable from her gaze. "You scared me, I was daydreaming. Well actually just thinking." I added hastily. She was still staring at me creepily and I rambled on about nothing in particular.

"Hey, blondie, what's your name?" She pulled her lollipop out of her mouth and waved it at me. I stared at her for a second. She was at least six inches shorter then me, but she had such a bossy tongue.

"Hmm?" She leaned in close again, staring at my face. She was apparently studying my features.

"Eden." I chirped. Cringing over my odd voice crack I smiled meekly. She stared at me a bit more then smiled, it was a kind of creepy smile.

"No matter what uncle says, I found you first Eden." She swooped in and gave me a tight I-can't-breathe hug. My name's Road, do you want to play with me? My room's this one right here." She pointed at the door beside me. It read 398.

Trying to pry myself away from her I managed a small protest. "N-no, I'm um, busy. I'm supposed to um...grab a soda for my roommate." I looked at her trying very hard to look serious. "From the vending machine."

She blinked then pushed herself off me. Pointing down the hall, "The vending machines are at the end of the hall and down the first set of stairs." Shoving her lollipop back in her mouth she waved at me and walked into her room.

My face was blank at how fast I had gotten my way. I brushed myself off and looked around in surprise.

What had she been rambling about? Something about an uncle and playing games?

Shaking my head I walked down the hall and toward the vending machines. I needed a refreshment anyway. She had said that it was at the end of the hall and down one flight right?

I found the end of the hall and looked around for the stairs. After finding them I walked towards and down them. Looking down the dark hall I saw a glowing light. I rushed toward it not being able to see much of anything in front of me.

Stopping with a jolt I felt relief wash over me as I was looking at the two giant vending machines. The dark and me don't mix well.

Wait... it isn't night time. Or even evening. Why is it...?

A sudden blinding pain impaired my vision and I let out a small yip. My eyes were squeezed shut when I heard a deep musical laugh from somewhere near me. Footsteps began moving toward me, my heart started to race.

It's probably just another student, or maybe a janitor. Why do I have such a weird feeling?

I felt a hand on my shoulder and I nearly jumped out of my skin. I gasped and spun around to face the person.

Looking up I saw a Hispanic coloured man grinning down at me. He looked moderately normal. Well except for the purple hair and the golden eyes.

Er... wait a second...

He stooped down a bit looking in my face and blinked.

"Boo." He lunged at me slightly. Due to this I screamed. Opening my eyes wide I stood there shocked that his childish plan had actually worked. I had even screamed.

"Huh..." He leaned back and shoved his hands in his pockets. "You're a screamer aren't ya kid?" His lopsided grin told me that this was not an innocent comment.

Quickly looking away I frowned and gritted my teeth together. "Sorry... you just startled me." I forced out trying to sound calm. Something about him gave me an odd feeling. It was weird. I didn't like it.

"Hmm... Well the power was off in this hallway, I was just checking that no students were lost. Or at least alone." He rocked back on his heels and made a soft little whistling noise. "I found one."

I looked over at him with a sour expression. All I wanted was a drink. Not to be chastised by some weirdo with purple hair.

"I just want a drink. Then I'll be going back to my room." Turning and searching my pockets for some change to buy a drink of some sort. I frowned when I couldn't find any money.

Hearing an amused noise from behind me I knew without a doubt that I was blushing.

"Here." He reached around me putting some money into the machine. "You look like a 'brown-pop' kind of girl."

I looked over at him as he pushed the button on the machine. He had a very attractive face...

Gah! What are you thinking Eden? BAD!

He grabbed the can out of the dispenser and smiled at me. It was a mischievous looking thing that sent my heart racing.

"T-thank you." I mumbled looking down at the pop he handed me.

He had a satisfied smirk as he stood up straight and turned on his heel, starting to walk away. After about five feet he stopped and turned his head over his shoulder.

"Hey kid!" I looked up and caught his eyes. "What's your name?"

"Eden."

He looked at my face a bit longer and then turned, continuing his walk down the hall. I watched him until he was out of sight, then snapping out of it I looked down at the pop and sighed.

What have you gotten yourself into?

EN: I will probably start calling Teya "Deija" now but it's still pronounced the same :) Thank Hollow Sanctuary for her weird name haha

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