KIWI CHANN CAN ONLY WISH AND DREAM ABOUT OWNING NARUTO, BUT SADLY I DON'T.
The door opened and Emiko could hear footsteps from her open door. 'Sounds like someone wears heels' she thought at the sound of the clacking on the wooden floor.
She walked out of her room and faced the two girls stood in front of her.
The first thing she noticed was the tall, slender girl with shoulder length, bright pink hair and green eyes; she was wearing a black tank top which showed that she was very slim and flat chested, she was also wearing a plain denim mini-skirt showing off her pale long legs which brings me to the culprit of the clacking noise, blood red stilettos.
"Hi you must be the new girl Emiko Takahara, I'm Sakura Haruno" she introduced herself with a cheerful smile and held out a hand with turquoise coloured nails, I took it, once again to see if she was like 'them' although her eyes were a nice green. The touch of her skin was soft and warm. She was human. Thank god, I didn't want to live with a thing.
The other girl had long dark purple hair and the weirdest eyes I had ever seen; they are white but a pearly white.
"H-hello, I'm Hinata Hyuga; I'm your other room-mate" she informed me with a tiny smile, but she didn't give me her hand to shake. This bothered Emiko but she pushed it to the back of her head. 'It probably didn't mean any thing, she's just shy and she seemed too nice to be a vampire'
Emiko was thinking of reasons why she didn't offer out her hand, her thoughts were then interrupted by one of her 'roomies'.
"So what made you want to come all the way out here for school?" the pink haired girl asked.
"Well both my parents work a lot so they thought boarding school would be best for me considering they wouldn't be around much" she told her which happened to be the biggest lie in the entire world but hey she was good at it, she needed to be.
"I see, well that's the same story with nearly every kid here, I guess you could say it was one of the many down falls of being rich" she chimed.
'This girl is way too nice me. I mean she has only just met me, it's like someone gave her a few 'tokes' on a 'joint' or something' Emiko thought trying to make it add up, she was going to give up but then it clicked in her head 'It's a possibility that she might know something about the 'ways' of this school, or worse knew who I was and what I 'do' so to speak'
Maybe she's over thinking it, she might just be a genuinely nice person to everyone she meets.
With that she thought about her unpacked bags in her new room. "If it's okay with you I'm going to go and unpack my bags now" I said with a smile trying to be polite.
"Oh okay, we could help you if you like?" Sakura offered, but i most certainly could not have two 'outsiders' roaming through my bags, what if they tried unpacking my equipment, I don't even want to imagine what would happen.
"No honestly its fine, I think I have an OCD in the way I put things around my room" she doesn't have OCD although she do get funny when people try to or rearrange her things. "But I do have an idea, why don't you go and find some of your friends and introduce them to me, I mean it would be great to know some people for when I start my lessons, ya know" Emiko asked her with a smile plastered on her face.
She accepted and they both walked off to find some of their friends which gave me even if about ten or fifteen minutes to unpack something at least.
She unpacked most of her clothes and shoes in the wardrobe and set of draws that were already in her room.
Atop her set of mahogany draws sat her little CD/radio system, a huge pile of CDs and on the wall above that she hung a cork bored covered in pictures of her friends, family and her on holidays they had been on. There was also a list of places that she had already been to and she added to it every time she went somewhere new.
On a different section of wall she had put multiple hooks so that she could hang her coats and wide variety of bags.
In the top draw of the set she had put her bras, panties, socks and tights, hopefully no one would feel the urge to go through her things and find her 'sexy underwear'.
She felt that the walls were a little bare so she covered them with posters of her favourite bands such as; fall out boy, breaking Benjamin, avenged sevenfold, framing hanley ect... she felt a little more at home considering these posters were normally on her bedroom walls.
For some reason she kept forgetting that she was on a real mission, she had to keep reminding herself and something her mother had said echoed in her head. 'It is also advisory that you don't make friends, you might have to kill them at some point'.
This bothered her but she tried to push it to the back of her mind. Just then she heard the door to her dorm open and hearing rather a lot of voices.
It was time to find out just how many of her room-mates friends were filthy scum.