Dorm 738

Jeccka

Jeccka

One Thousand Club
For @Satellite Skin only xP


The college is called Fallon University in Colorado. Each character may have his/her own schedule and number of classes per day. He/She may have their own job and one pet of they like... Not much else to add, we got this pretty much figured out at least briefly ;D


Characters:


Name:


Age:


Gender:


Looks:


Personality:


Secrets:


Why's she's at Fallon University:


Name: Austen Henrie


Age: 19


Gender: Male


Looks:


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Personality: Sweet, gentile. He enjoys being outdoors and is a football player. He is loving and will always tell the truth, without sugar coating. Austen has a fair amount of friends, he could easily fit in with the "popular crowd" if he wanted to. Dates are never too far around the corner and he's grown accustomed to dealing with girl, of all types. Austen isn't a player, a hottie with a lot of attention is more like it. Money runs in the family and he never abuses it. He's humble and sweet, a little hot headed sometimes but very sweet no matter how he acts otherwise. He is very laid back but has a good head on his shoulders.


Secrets: Austen doesn't know what he wants to be when he grows up, he tells everyone he's going to be a business owner. The biggest secret he has is that one night at a party, he get terribly and heavily wasted to the point of recognition. One of his friends, Emily, her being equally drunk, came on to him and in the end she ended up having his daughter. Emily doesn't regret having his daughter, Paige, though the Emily and Austen are not in romantic relations. He pays child support and gets to take care of Paige on occasion.


Why he's at Fallon University: ((He's a freshman))His parent forced him too. He won a football scholarship and his parents easily made up the rest. He wishes nothing more than to drop out but he knows his parents would be deeply disappointed and he doesn't exactly want to become independent from them if only because of their money. Besides, he wouldn't have anything better to do with his time.


Okay so, as soon as you fill out the character sheet, you can start if you'd like in which case Austen will walk into Dorm 738 while your character is moving in. Or, after you post I will start, in which case your character may walk in on mine ;D woo! Finally (sorry for the delay) lets begin!! Yay!!
 
Name: Elena Fahey (Though, in school she goes by Travis Fahey.)


Age: 18


Gender: Female


Looks: Elena stands around 5'5 with medium length blonde hair. She's rather thin, weighing about 120 pounds. She has a small curve to her body, with a small, but decent sized bust. She has almond shaped green eyes, that are usually lined with a thin about of eyeliner. She has a few tiny freckles that lay on her light skin. Down the right side of her leg is a medium length scar from a past surgery she has had. She's rather self conscious about it and tries her hardest to hide it.





Well at school and trying to look like her brother, she typically wears her hair in a hat, making it look shorter than it is. She also wraps her chest with a tight ace bandage to hide her bust. As a boy, she tends to come off pretty feminine, and almost nerdy. She's been borrowing her brothers clothing to get through the semester.


Personality: Elena is shy, and timid when she first meets someone, especially people from this school. She's rather reserved not really wanting to let others in. Though, once someone gets close to her she's very caring, and loving. Elena has a bad habit of judging people before she really gets to know them. She's also one of those, hate you or love you kind of people and is just not much of a people person altogether. She'd much rather sit at home and curl up with a good book then go out and party. Though, she has had her fair share of drinks in the past, but usually only with a couple of close friends. Boys confuse her greatly. Elena has had a few boyfriends in the past and has hooked up with a few people, she typically finds relationships hard. None of them ever seem to last too long, therefore she's kind of given up hope.





Her brother is the world to her.


Secrets: Elena is going to Fallon University as her brother. Her brother Travis had became extremely ill over a short period of time and cannot do much of anything. He was granted an art scholarship at Fallon, but cannot attend his classes. If he doesn't go to school this semester, he'd basically have to kiss his scholarship goodbye which is something he can't do. His parents cannot afford a school as good as this one and this is basically his only chance of pursuing his art career dream. All that being said, Elena decided that she was good to Fallon and pretend to be Travis so he can get his degree in the arts. This degree along can open up many great opportunities for him and Elena can't bare to see that all go down the drain, because he's sick.


Why's she's at Fallon University: See above.

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Elena let out a soft growl as she pulled her two heavy suitcases down the long hallway. Seeing as she was late for signing up for classes, they ended up sticking her in the very end of the hallway, farthest away from just about everything. Not that Elena really minded, it was better this way. She'd be farther away from people and less chances of getting caught. She only had to make it through this school year and hopefully Travis would be well enough to go to school on his own. It was a good thing that the two were only a few years apart and looked much like one another. Travis's hair was shorter and more shaggy, well Elena was cut in a medium length pixie cut. They shared the same dark green eyes and heart shaped faces. Travis was taller than she was however, and would have to somehow make up some sort of excuse for the sudden growth spurt when he was well enough to return. Till then, he would be the short, scrawny looking kid in room 738.


Elena had traded in her dresses and skirts for a pair of black skinny jeans and t-shirt of a band she had never heard of before. She was wearing a fitted, red hat that made her hair look slightly shorter than it was. She felt ridiculous, but it was something she would have to get use to, for her brothers sake.


Travis suffers from a bacterial meningitis, a serious, but curable disease. Sure, there were chances that he wouldn't make it, but the doctors said that they were lucky enough to catch it in time to treat it. He has been bedridden for quite some time now and really, the doctors have no idea when he will get better. Until then, Elena has made it her goal in life to help her older brother to hopefully one day get the job of his dreams in art.


It was a good thing that Elena was decent in drawing and painting. Though, she always considered herself nowhere near as good as Travis, she was confident enough that she could pull this off and get him good grades. Of course Elena always had plans of her own for school, she actually wanted to become a marine biologist, but those plans would have to wait for now, her brother was much more important to her.


Finally Elena had made it to the end of the hallway and quickly shoved her hand in her pocket, searching for the key. After a few fumbles, she finally managed to get it open and drag her bags inside. She glanced around the room for a moment, taking everything in. It wasn't like what she had envisioned. It had a small, living room area with a small open kitchen off to the left of it. Straight ahead was two open doors leading to separate rooms, each equipped with one bed, a desk and a small TV. Place directly between the two was a small bathroom with just enough room for a shower, sink and toilet. It was on the smaller, side, but she was glad to see that she wouldn't have to share an actual room with someone, just a living space.


She let out a sigh of relief and picked the room farthest away from the kitchen and placed her bags within. Maybe she could actually pull this off? All she'd have to do is practically never leave her room unless needed. Slowly she made her way back into the small living room. Really, once you got past the size, it wasn't that bad. It was nothing like home, but it was doable. Hopefully she'd be able to make it through this.
 
Austen pulled into a parking spot, the closest to his dorm he could find. It was difficult to try and persuade his family not to come and set up his dorm with him but he managed. He actually payed attention during the tour and managed to retain enough information to have a pretty good idea where he was going.


Austen grabs his shades from the sunglass holder by the stereo and hops out of his red jaguar. In the back seat is the boxes of his possessions and he pulls out just one so he can still get into his room and doesn't look overwhelmed if he meets anyone along the way. He was never one to look as though he needed help let alone that he actually cared about moving in.


Austen enters the hall and glances at the numbers posted on the doors, just a glance here and there. There was no one around, much quieter than he had anticipated and relatively empty for the first day of moving in. Nonetheless he found his way. 736, 737, 738. Austen took a step back, admiring the door. He wondered who he would be rooming with, what he would be like. Unfortunately for him all the co-ed rooms were taken by the time he had accepted and enrolled at Fallon. Hopefully it wouldn't be anybody strange, anyone who snored too loud, or ate a lot, nerdy...


Fishing through his pocket with his free hand, he found his key. Sliding it in the door and turning it until it clicked, much like a hotel key, and he pushed open the door. To his surprise there were already boxes littering the floor, the new room smell overwhelming him. Austen couldn't hear anyone but his roomy was definitely... Around.
 
Elena had spent most of her time setting up her new room. She placed her books and other school supplies on the desk in the far corner and then moved to make the bed. Seeing as she could exactly use her own pink bedding, she had to use her brothers old sheets and comforter. It almost saddened her when she caught the slight smell of her brothers collagen. She wished he could be here experiencing this on his own, wished that all his problems and worries would be gone. Elena would trade places with him in a heartbeat if it meant saving his life.


She let out a soft sigh and smoothed out the blanket, but before she had a chance to sit down she hear the click of the door and someone walk in. Panic set in for a moment, wondering what she should do. She knew the right thing would be to go introduce herself, but what if he was able to tell straight away that she was actually a girl. If she didn't bother saying something then they might get off on bad terms and living with someone who didn't like you wasn't a good thing. Especially when you held such a big secret.


After some heavy debating Elena let out a soft growl and straightened out her hat, and slowly came out from her room. There was a rather attractive looking guy standing in the living room area. She actually had to be careful not to gawk at him and possibly blow her cover. She opened her mouth to say something, but it cracked in an almost girly way. Her face turned a slight shade of red, but she tried to pull it off like nothing had happened. "I'm Ele... I'm Travis." She quickly corrected herself, trying her hardest to sound more like a guy. "I guess you're my roommate?"
 
"I'm Ele... I'm Travis." Travis said. Austen's first thought was, 'great, either a nerd or an extremely awkward guy...' Then he added, "I guess you're my roommate?" as though he thought some random stranger would have the room key to the dorm. Austen waited a few seconds before responding, not even bothering to move more than the three steps he'd taken into the room already. "Yeah, I guess we're roomies now. I'm Austen." He looked around, though he wasn't sure if Travis could tell because he still had his shades on. "This my 'side of the room'?" he asked gesturing to the second enclose with a bed frame and desk as he emphasized 'side-of-the-room'.


Stepping farther into the room, he entered the little living quarters set up for him and set the box he had on the desk. As he took a look around he figured his room would work our okay, as long as yet got along. Hopefully he liked girls, and parties, and having football players come over. That's why he was here, to play football, and he'd do nothing but.
 
Elena watched him for a moment, noticing how he didn't respond straight away. It made her almost wonder if he thought something was up. No, that was crazy. Other than her her slight slip up, she didn't really give herself away at all... Right? She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard him finally speak up. "Oh, umm... Yeah it is. Sorry I was rather quick to picking rooms, but I liked that side more." She said quickly, before pushing one of her bags out of the way. She glanced up at him again, wondering what he was thinking right now. Wondering what he would do if he knew he was actually sharing a room with a girl.


Something finally came to her. She realized that he would probably being bringing his own girls back here. She almost shuddered at the thought. Elena wasn't much of a people person, especially when it came to slutty girls. She thought for a moment if she should bring back a girl or two herself. It might make it more believable if she did. She wasn't into girls, but she'd just have to take one for the team.


"So..." She said as she glanced down at her feet. "What are you here for?"
 
"So... What you here for?" Travis asked, as Austen took in his new living quarters. It seemed almost like a question some sort of college would ask on an application or something.


"Football. I've played since 6th grade." He said almost flatly, he didn't know why he was being so harsh, so unusual for himself. To be honest he really didn't want to be there, but he wasn't about to let Travis know, rather he'd just let his mood take control; it couldn't do too much damage, he'd be back to normal by tomorrow.


"I'm gonna go get the rest of my stuff." Austen said, heading out the door closing it not so lightly. Once back at his car he picked up three more boxes, one on top of the other. He was going to have to make quite a few more trips to his car if he kept going at this rate. Maybe he could get Travis to help him, if he was strong enough.


Back at the dorm he hurridly set the boxes down on the desk, his arm about ready to die from carrying all three. He took a seat on the frame of his bed and yelled, "Why are you here?" Since Travis asked, it was only fair he asked it too.
 
Austen's voice seemed rather cold and harsh. She wasn't sure if she had done something wrong or if he was just usually a jerk. Either way, she didn't like his attitude and dreaded to know what the future had in store for these two. She just prayed she could make it through this school year. Maybe if she was lucky, next year she could find another roommate if Travis wasn't better by then. She watched as he carried in the heavy boxes, frowning slightly as she wondered if she should help or not. Due to how rude he was just moments ago, she honestly didn't want to, but maybe if she did help, he would be a little nicer to her. Still, Elena wasn't the strongest person out there, especially not as strong as a guy, but she was just have to try.


"I'm here for art." She shouted, before walking towards his room and stopping in the doorway. "Do you want help?" She asked with a slight hesitation to her voice. "I mean, do you need help bringing more stuff up?"
 
"Yeah, sure." Austen headed out the door. "My car's the closest one in the parking lot, Jaguar. She's the best car ever." he bragged. When they got to the car he unlocked it and pulled up the doors, and trunk. "Grab what you can, I'll put it where it needs to go in the room." Then upon second thought he added, "Thanks."


Austen picked up three more boxes, leaving three more and his folded beat sheets, comforter, and pillows. Once he had what he could carry, he set it all in his mini room and quickly sorted through it. His dresser came first and he dumped all his neatly folded clothes in the drawers, he'd fold it later, if he felt like it.


On his way out the door again, he checked the walls for some art and was surprised not find any of Travis's work. That was odd, maybe his work was still packed and he'd be putting some up later? Either way it didn't matter to him, football was all he cared about.
 
Elena nodded and followed after him, praying whatever he had left wouldn't be that heavy. She rolled her eyes when he bragged about his car. Elena never really understood why guys found cars so intresting, much less gave them genders or names. She watched him disappear back into the building before testing out the weights of each box. Quickly she grabbed the two smallest boxes and lifted them up. Though she was still struggling with the them, she managed to carry them inside. Maybe Austen wouldn't think much of it and just think he was on the slightly weaker side. Elena herself hadn't brought that much stuff with her. Just a box, and two large suitcases. Most of the stuff she could have brought the real Travis was still using and she didn't want to basically pack up his whole room and bring it with her, so she only really brought what she needed.


With a few struggling breathes she placed the boxes in his room and quickly made her way back to the car to grab the remaining stuff and placed that in his room as well. "I think that's everything," she said slightly out of breath. Before she could leave though her cellphone went off, a rather girly song playing as her ringtone. Her heart sunk, realizing that she hadn't changed her ringtone to something more manly. "Heh... Guilty pleasure." She said with a nervous laugh. Quickly she hit ignore, not even bothering to see who was calling, she just wanted the thing to stop ringing.
 
Austen was a little suspicious of Travis now, the stutter when he introduced himself and the ring tone... Austen couldn't quite place it but he'd be watching Travis closely from now on. "Uh, thanks." Austen replied slowly. "You can answer that if you want..." He turned around and started to make his bed, putting down a few rugs on the hardwood flooring. Being the unusual neat freak he can be, he organized all his things in piles before he set everything up. Wall hangings in one pile, floor rugs and decorations in another, clothes here, school things there.


In a sudden thought of wonder he walks over to his desk and pulls out his schedule. Maybe he and Travis would have some classes together. Classes didn't start until tomorrow, though. He had to admit that he was a little nervous about meeting the new football team. Hopefully they'd see his talent and would treat him accordingly. After all, he had been playing for most of his life but he wasn't about to go in and act like the big shot he knew he could be.
 
Elena's face was starting to turn a soft shade of red and she was wondering if she had been caught. Thankfully, he didn't say anything and for a moment, Elena felt like she could be off the hook. She gave him a small nod and vanished into her room, before tightly shutting the door and clicking on her phone. She glanced down at the missed call and sighed, it was her mother. She debated whether or not she should return the call, but with Travis being as sick as he was, she decided it would be best. Slowly she hit the green button and the phone started to ring.


"Hello?" Her mothers voice picked up. She sounded happy, maybe there was no reason to call her back. "Hey mom, you called?" Elena was no longer using her fake guy voice. "Oh yes! Hunny, how is everything? Anyone find out yet?" Her mother asked. "Well, I do have a roommate, but I don't think he knows. Though, you nearly gave it away when you called. I forgot to change my ringtone to Travis's." Elena sighed, before taking off her hat and straighting out her hair. "Oh, the worst that could have happened was he thought you were gay." She laughed. Neither of them had a problem with that, but it really was how it was starting to look. "I guess being gay is better then the truth. They can't kick me out for that." She whispered. The two talked on about random other things until finally her mother let her go and Elena was able to hung up. "I don't know if I could do this..." She whispered to herself.
 
(( I'll wait to reply until Wolfnight respsonds that she's in, if that's alright with you. Just so that she can join before it's too late. Then of course if she doesn't we can just keep going ))
 
Characters:


Unfortunately, I don't have time to read that so I'm just going to get the character sheet started and cross my fingers that it doesnt get too much farther D:


Name: Lya Lyndel


Age: 20


Gender: F


Looks: She has black hair and stormy gray eyes, fair skinned. She has a magenta streak of hair and always wears black and pink. She looks young for her age and is usually thought to be in her early years of high school instead of a college freshman. Usually she wears band t-shirts and jean, often on top of it she wears a purple hoodie with the hood pulled over her head. She almost always has her earbuds in and her iPod turned up.


Personality: She isn't too good at making friends, partly because in middle school and high school she was often ridiculed and laughed at for looking really young. Now in college, she looks about 16. She had some really close friends who were underclassmen but after graduating she left them behind. She is shy, quiet, and almost asocial due to her past. But should she make friends she is loyal and she ends up making close relationships. Often she tends to have a negative or sarcastic answer for everything


Secrets: She grew up with drunk and violent parents as a child and therefore became a foster kid by the age of 14. Naturally, a lot of foster kids her age were bad influences and the kids she hung out in middle school with did illegal drugs and she succumbed to their bad habits as well. By 17 she went to juvie when her "friends" mugged a kid and she was guilty by association. It was only once she was out and she began her senior year at a new high school did she make her first real friends.


Why's she's at Fallon University: Once she turned 18, she was no longer under governmental supervision and she could take care of herself. Somehow, Fallon was one of the only colleges that would accept someone with her past, because despite that she still managed good grades and a high GPA because she was naturally intelligent.


It's a bit darker than I'm used to, but I like the danger it presents and its something interesting, some RP I can play a bit different xP lulz
 
(( Right... Well... Maybe we can just change that, Austen surely won't mind xP I think it should be a three person room so that no one is really left out/on their own.. ya know?? I like you're character by the way Wolfnight! ))
 
((Okay, that's fine with me then. ^^ You should reply though if you can, because that post is more on the lines of something only your character would hear or something.))
 
((Oh yeah...I just realized the co-ed issue now '^__^, sorry, I really didn't read through it like I should I'm mentally kicking myself for that now, I can still change her to a him maybe, but since you two are alright with it now I'll keep it.))


Lya parked killed the engine to her motorcycle and swung her leg over the seat, she stood there looking at the looming building that was Fallon University. She sucked in a deep breath. What was she to do? She shuddered inwardly at all the new experiences she might have, and now more than ever she was starting to miss her final year of high school, leaving her best friends behind and voyaging into the unknown. It might not be too bad if she simply ignored everyone and just focused on her studies, no one would have to know anything about her. She pulled her purple hood over her head to hide herself and popped her earbuds in blasting the volume of her music, it was a habit of hers when she was feeling nervous. She grabbed the backpack that she kept her few belongings in, she didn't have much really, but once she got a steady pay and education going she could change that. She made her way into building, telling the woman at the front her name and recieving her room key. She nodded and made her way to the dorms.


She made her way down the hallway "Dorm 736...737...738..." She stopped, facing the door. The clashes of drumbeats that filled her ears echoed the rhythm of her heart. She sighed "Here goes..." Her key entered the lock, it jangled as she turned it and the door unlocked, she creaked the door open, wondering if her other roomates would be here already "Um...hey..." she announced herself as she stepped into the small neat dorm carefully.


A guy was standing in the living area of the dorm, scrutinizing a piece of paper. Huh, she didn't think she'd be sharing a dorm with a guy, but she guessed it didn't matter much. He was pretty hot, no doubt about it but she didn't really care about guys at this point. A lot of experiences she had with them, well, people in general, were pretty bad.


She cast her gaze to the floor, afraid to look him in the eye and said "...I'm Lya...I'm supposed to be in this...dorm 738..." she shrugged. That was lame! What was wrong with her, she couldn't say anything better? She mentally scolded herself and she shoved her hands into her hoodie pockets and scolded herself for being so stupid.


((Alright, any objections ta what I got?...Haha, and Satellite I'm wondering why is it you're using my character's name? I don't object to it by the way just wonderin' ...and I'm being incredibly slang-ish in my OoC today I must be on techie caffeine xD ))
 
Austen looked up from his schedule as the third occupant entered the room. He sized her up and down, deciding she could make good company, a little on the weird side with Travis but, she could do. Then he realized how he must have looked, just staring a her, where was Travis? And wasn't be greeting her? Well, no time like now to redeem yourself... Austen set his schedule aside and rose to greet her. "I'm Austen. I got this little room, area, thing. In that one over there," he pointed to Travis's closed door, "That one's Travis's. He's busy right now, apparently. There's another little area, thing, over there." He pointed to the empty one past the communal couch and TV. "What's your name?" he asked in a more snappy tone than curious and kind. Although he wasn't normally like this he still decided to stick with it, sometimes the chicks liked the jerk he could be, but his new roomies would discover his softer side starting tomorrow. Which brought him back to the fact that tomorrow he'd have to get up early and attend classes, yay. All he really wanted to do was play football, that's what he was here to do and that's all he wanted to do. Class was overrated.
 
Lya rolled her eyes. Typical jock type, sure he was hot but he was also a jerk to go with it. "I said my names Lya" she snapped back. She restrained herself from balling her hands into fists and took a deep breath. Everything inside her told her to punch this guy in the face. But she thought that it wasn't such a good idea since she should be moving away from her past and not making the same stupid mistakes again. Besides, it wouldn't be wise to make enemies with her roomate. She cranked the music up on her iPod louder, refusing to listen to anything else he had to say for the time being. She stalked off to her room area, dropping the bag on the floor. She deeply wanted to yell something snappy back at him but shook her head in disgust instead and bit her tongue.


She was probably overreacting, but usually she'd learned to trust her first impressions of people. They bode ill will and usually that would end up in a fight of some sort. But Austen was probably just wary of her, it might not be as bad as all her memories of people that conjured up for her. She decided it was too early to judge this guy, and whoever this Travis was might be less irritating when she first meets him. She laid on her back and stared at the ceiling as the sounds of guitar drowned everything out.
 
((She's a spin off of my character Anna. I didn't want to use her again, so I sort of just changed her name and tweaked her personality a bit. She's had a brother named Travis for about two years, which is as long as I've been RPing her. xD Though, in anything else, her brother is dead. Her parents are Mark and Stacy. I have her whole family plotted out actually, so it was just a coincidence I swear. ^^ My whole post was ignored though! D:))


After getting off the phone with her mother she quickly changed the ringtone to something more suiting for a guy and placed her hat back on. She was so lost in thought that she didn't even push her hair back into the cap, and now her more female cut hairstyle was showing. One of the reasons she was so quick to leave her room was because she swore she heard another voice through her door. Slowly she peered out, glancing around for a moment, but not seeing anyone. Though, there was one thing that was different now, the door next to her was now open and she swore it was closed before. Slightly confused she made her way out, peaking around the corner almost praying there wasn't another person here. It was already hard enough to hide her secret well staying in a dorm with one person, and now there was a chance that she'd be sharing it with two. Her mouth nearly fell open when she saw who it was though; another girl. Part of her was almost happy to have another girl in the dorm, but once she remembered that she herself wasn't a female at the moment, it quickly vanished. Besides, Elena really didn't get along with girls that well at all.


Quickly she turned around, and stopped just in front of Austen's doorway. "Who's that?" She asked with an almost demanding voice. "Is she staying with us too? I thought there were no more co-ed rooms?"
 
Through the crack in the door, she noticed the guy Travis appear. She didn't hear their conversation through the music but she knew they were probably talking about her. She sat up on the bed, wondering why she was sharing a dorm with two guys in the first place. Maybe the college didn't care or didn't think it would be a problem. Maybe they made a mistake and haven't corrected it yet. Perhaps she ed the memo and this IS a co-ed college dorm.


Her eyes focused on the feminine locks that stuck out beneath his cap. There was something strange about this guy; the way he walked, the way his body looked, the way he seemed to carry himself. Lya concluded that he was probably a flamer. She huffed 'Great! I'm living in a dorm with a rude jock and a gay guy" she thought sarcastically and rolled her eyes in disgust. She laid back down on her back and watched them, not that she was a homophobe or anything but living with these guys could be difficult. Besides, she wasn't really against this guy Travis anyways, he was probably a better guy than Austen an she can handle that.


She didn't feel like getting up and greeting him with Austen in the room, besides her greeting would probably be just as lame as her attempt to introduce herself to Austen. She might as well say hi if he were to come in here, if not she'd probably meet up with this guy later.


For now, she decided to watch them from afar and wait patiently.
 
"Uh, Lya? She just walked in like two seconds ago, really temperamental. You have a problem with staying with a girl?" Austen asked, looking at Travis a little funny. Weren't guys supposed to like girls! What was wrong with this guy? Didn't he think of it more as an honor than a curse... This place was turning into a dorm full of misfits and at the way things looked, Austen was the only 'normal' one here! He stood up from his bed and took a few steps towards Travis, leaning around his door to catch a glimpse at Lya. She was definitely different from most of the other girls. She seemed quite a bit more temperamental than the others. Maybe he'd be less... jerk like after he had a fair amount of time on the field. It was a pretty well known fact that when Austen was away from the field too long, he became a sort of prissy, stuck up, Jock. And to be honest he didn't mind it at all, though everyone else did. Why couldn't it just suddenly be tomorrow afternoon?! He wanted so badly to suit up and run through some plays, even meeting some of the team wouldn't be bad at this point.
 
(...I guess it'll be awhile for satellite, she's probably busy, so I'll go again)


Lya got up and ruffled through her bags, she realized that she had left her journal in her motorcycle bag. Great, just great, should she wait to get it or leave now. She sat back on the bed and pondered her thoughts. Honestly, she felt that she could wait a little bit for the others to go to sleep or whatever until she went to retrieve it. But then again, she didn't like the idea of her journal not being close to her at all times. She sighed, she had to face them sometime anyways, why not now.


She stood at the door for a moment, took a deep breath and swung it open. Seeing the two males chatting at the center of the room. "Oh...uh...Hey." she stuttered out rather horrifically. She looked at the feminine male "You must be Travis. I'm Lya." She said, she walked closer to them, not bothering to look at Austen until he actually had something nicer to say. To say the least, he already got on her nerves, people who she didn't know very well had that effect on her and it was worse when her first impression of them was bad. She gave a small smile to Travis, hoping she was doing alright so far. "I guess I'll be staying here...and stuff..." And Stuff? he more she kept talking the more awkward she felt, that happened a lot when she was nervous. She would keep screwing herself up like that. She shook her head slightly at her own failure. She awaited for his reply hoping she could redeem herself before she went on her way to the parking lot.


([MENTION=3481]Satellite Skin[/MENTION] Where is you? D:)
 
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