BPOV
Just the sound of the angelic pixie girl's voice, I mean Alice's voice caused me to spin into oblivion, lost in thoughts and fantasies. I quickly snapped out of my daze, though, so she wouldn't notice. It was going to be hard to keep my sexual orientation a secret from this girl. I could tell already.
"I'm Bella. Bella Swan," I said, trying not to stare at her heavenly perfection.
"Well it's nice to meet you, Bella," Alice said, putting down her bags. Then, she surprised me by flopping down on the bed next to me.
"Budge up a bit, would you?" Alice asked, poking me playfully in the side, managing to make me let out a giggle. I scooted towards the other side of the bed, before turning to face her.
"You're very straight forward aren't you?" I asked looking from her to the other bed less than three feet away, and back again.
"Well, I figure it like this, we're going to be sharing this room for the rest of this year at least, so we might as well get to know each other, and not waste our time acting like strangers. What do you think, Bells?" she explained, a lazily crooked grin playing on her face.
"Sounds pretty good to me," I responded, returning her grin. Suddenly, I heard my favorite song, This Love, This Hate by Hollywood Undead, start playing, and Alice jumped out of the bed, well more like dived for her pile of bags, and crammed her hand in the smallest, until she pulled out a sleek black cell phone.
"Hello?" she answered brightly. I lost track of the conversation as the other person replied. Obviously, it wasn't someone she wanted to talk to, because I saw her knuckles go white, and her jaw clench.
"I know, I know," Alice replied, pausing to let the person on the other end say something. "No, I can't. The position was filled, there is no way." Another pause. "There's no way in hell I'd ever do that no matter what you say, goodbye," Alice said forcefully, and slammed the phone shut.
"Sorry, she said, turning back to me, "My brother wanting me to help him bribe his way into a job position, but I'm not going to." I might've believed her, if I hadn't looked into her eyes and seen the fear, and anxiety radiating from them. I wanted to know the truth about the mysterious phone call and who was on the other end of it, but I knew it would have to wait.
"It's okay. Well I'm going to go take a shower and get ready for bed," I said getting up and stretching. I quickly retrieved my pajamas and headed for the bathroom located on the bottom floor of the dorm, right off the lobby. It was a nice bathroom, I noted, as I walked in. The tile floor was white with a pattern of pale blue diamonds. The showers had lockers next to them, and the key to your dorm door fit the locker with the corresponding number. Each shower had its own towel rack, and space for your soap and shampoo. Each student had their own assigned shower. Mine was shower number sixteen. I stripped quickly, and put my clothes in the locker. Rushing to the shower, I slipped in a puddle of water. My head hit the floor with a sickening crack, and I felt a warm stickiness pool around me. I tried to yell, to call out for help, but my mouth wouldn't work. As I tried to move the rest of my, I realized that I couldn't move a single part of my body. The room was starting to blur. The last thing I remember before it all went black was the sound of an angel crying my name, weeping over me, and shrieking in agony.
AN: I don't own twilight or anything related to it, or the song mentioned in this chapter. Please R&R. Thanks for all the kind reviews!
