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Realistic or Modern Green Coast University (Accepting)

Roommates or Nah?

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Alyssa giggles softly listening to Moe speak endlessly, she envyed her enthusiasm and how she lifted the atmosphere in the room.



She pauses for a moment a little taken back by her question.



"Umm no.. Like fashion." She says pulling down her sleeves of her jumper, feeling silly about how she felt a little nervous about being put on the spot.



After hearing Freya talk about ballet she smiles, she enjoyed watching others dance, even though she was no dancer herself she would dance anyway to music she liked.



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Leigh also handed the boy the stack of papers she had accumulated. She placed her hands on her hips and scanned the hallway for anything else they could have missed. Everything seemed to be in order, so she stood back up and dusted off her jeans. She listened to the others talk for a moment, trying to commit the names to memory. Wesley, Alyssa, Moe. Uncommon names, she thought. The best artists always had the most memorable names.


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It's lovely to meet all of you. Here I thought I'd be sitting in my room all day sick to my stomach with new kid jitters."


She chuckled charmingly. "
My name's Rileigh, but I go by Leigh. I'm a dance major too," She commented after Frey. "Mostly contemporary, but I've dabbled." She shrugged and glanced at Freya.


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I could teach you a few things if you're interested." She smiled at the girl. She noticed a slight accent for the first time when she spoke to Wesley.





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Wesley looked towards the girls as they shared their majors with him. It was rather pleasant to have so many people talking to him so early in the school year, for in past years he had simply avoided everyone else and went about his own way. The alarming amount of girl attention was slightly overwhelming, although the boy wasn’t complaining. “It’s nice to meet you, Alyssa.” He stated, nodding curtly towards the girl. “Textiles, that’s rather interesting.” He commented politely, wanting to ask her what takes place during a textile class at an art school, when another girl stated her major. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Moe." he stated, slightly offput by the girls rambunctious aura, but easily able to conceal his emotions." it looks like we are going to have at least one class together.” He chuckled. Wes was never one for cartoons, personally reveling in talent that could capture images in real life and identically replicate them onto paper, but it seems as if this school accepted cartoon art as well as traditional, and so he assumed cartooning took at least the same amount of effort as traditional art.


It was then that the girl with the gorgeous eyes, Freya was her name, spoke up. It was rather nice to have a name for a face, and it made it even more intriguing that her name was rather unique. He wanted to ask her the origin of her name sometime, and although he knew it was a rather peculiar question, he figured that she was down to earth enough not to mind his artistic quirkiness in that way.
“Well Freya, It’s nice to meet you. And I’d like to say that I can’t do any kind of dance, so you’ve beaten me in that department.” He laughed, always having a sort of admiration for talents that other people possess that he didn’t. Wes picked up the girl’s british accent, which only led to even more questions in his head. He wanted to talk to her, preferably not around all the other girls, wanting to get to know her. Of course it would take weeks, if not months, for him to work up enough effort to talk to her. He shook his head gently, letting a soft sigh pass his lips as he looked away from the pretty girl.


He was going to ask Freya if she has any other particular styles of dance that she is interested in when he overheard the girl with the prominent eyebrows, Leigh was her name, talk about dance.
“Well ladies, it’s been an absolute pleasure to spill all my personal sketches on the ground in front of you, but, as you can imagine, these bags aren’t very light.” He stated with a chuckle. “ I’m going to go inspect my dorm room for a minute, but maybe we can all meet up at the front door sometime later to go explore the campus? I overheard some of you are new here?” he questioned, heaving his other backpack over his shoulder. "Maybe some of the older students can show you around a bit?"
 








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Freya glanced at everyone as they were introducing themselves and discussing their majors. She giggled quietly at Wesley's remark about not being able to dance. He was very funny, which was a quality that Freya had always enjoyed about others. Freya observed her surroundings once again, taking in the college-y atmosphere. It was nearly impossible to contain her excitement about being here. Finally beginning to make friends and slowly breaking out of her shell of shyness were two things that Freya had never expected to happen in her life. Of course, she was still nervous and awkward around others, but introducing herself and having full-on conversations with them were big steps. Lost in thought, she hadn't realized the dreamy smile that sat on her face. I probably look like a freak, Freya thought to herself, hoping she was wrong. Leigh's offer to teach her a few things about contemporary dance snapped her out of her endless stream of thought, and Freya thanked her.


"That would be amazing, I've always wanted to branch out to other types of dance." she beamed. Wesley's goodbye caused Freya to be reminded of all the unpacking she needed to do. "Sure, we should definitely meet up after we get all of our unpacking done. I'd love to explore." she nodded happily, taking a quick glance at her room through the open door to her side. Her bags and the only small box she brought were displayed across her empty, white bed.


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Suddenly, there was a loud, whimsical chime that rang out across the campus. It was the announcement bell, so much more appealing than the day-to-day class bell. A moment after, a woman with a voice made for smooth jazz began to speak to the student body.


"Attention students. It is now ten fifteen in the morning. We would like to inform you that at twelve o'clock today, there will be a meet and greet in the student lounge. That is located in the west building, directly across from the dorms." Her voice was calming, yet there was a tint of humor in there. Her sentences lifted up at the ends, as if they might be questions.



"Also take notice students, that the lounge is complete with game councils, laptops, and televisions, which should all remain where they are found. Within the west building are also the school cafeteria and campus store. The cafeteria will be serving lunch from well known food services to simple salads, there will be something for everyone. This will be the perfect time to make friends and show off your amazing talents. Hope to see you there!"



 
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Wesley had just about made it to his dorm room when an announcement blared through the loudspeakers. After it completed, Wes had gotten his door open and set down all of his things on his bed.
“I’m only going for the food.” He grumbled to himself, before adjusting his glasses and running a hand through his soft hair. He thought about all the attention that had been focused on his sketches only moments ago and shuddered. He knew that there was no point in being an artist if no one saw your pieces, but the boy viewed his sketchbooks to be almost diaries, recording sketches within the pages that he wasn’t exactly comfortable with sharing. Before the boy let himself dwell on the past for too long, he figured he would pack all of his things later, and decided to head down to the student lounge. Just get food and get the hell out. He told himself, almost heading out the door before forgetting to bring at least one small sketchbook and a pen in case he got bored. The boy sighed before slamming the door to his room and heading downstairs towards the main entrance.


Once the boy arrived at the cafeteria, he seemed to realize that he was almost a whole hour early. The food was sitting out however, and with no one else in sight, the boy grinned to himself. He may have sounded like quite the fat-ass, but Wesley had been blessed with an incredibly fast metabolism, allowing him to have freedom with the things he consumed. After grabbing a cheeseburger and some fries, the boy retreated to a quaint table by a window, overlooking the common area of the school. He nodded to himself in approval, before sitting down by himself and quickly consuming his cheeseburger. He couldn’t help but think that he could grill a better burger himself, but considering the food was free for today, he didn’t complain. After finishing his fries in an equally remarkable pace as he had done previously with his burger, the boy pulled out the sketchbook he had brought from his room and began to draw, using a picture in his camera roll as a reference. He had become rather preoccupied with the drawing, not being able to notice the time pass by, or even the increasing amount of people that had flooded into the cafeteria. All the seats at the tables around him seemed to have been occupied except for the ones immediately at his table. He hoped no one would want to sit with him. He was already socially exhausted from earlier. The boy didn’t know how much more socialization he could take. Instead of worrying, however, the boy continued to draw, getting lost in the shading and correct lighting of his little masterpiece.




 

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Moe retreated into the room as the announcement rang out, slipping away to unpack. she quickly finished, though, having not brought much. her messenger bag held all her art supplies, her backpack any books and such she would need for the actual schoolwork. her particularly large suitcase held her clothes and a few nick-knacks she couldn't live without, plus a few books and movies she loved. once she finished unpacking, she belly flopped onto her bed, pulling her sketchbook close. she flipped through it, making faces back at the faces she saw on the pages. she had been exaggerating a bit when she said her characters were like cartoons. Though they were more simple than Wesley's pages, they did hold a certain realism about them. she sighed, sitting up to head to the student lounge, pulling her sketchbook with her. she first spotted the wide array of food, next, one of the only emptyish tables- next to the boy with the fantastic drawings. Using her sketchbook as a tray, she grabbed some food and a drink- a salad and a few fruit chunks, plus a cookie, before floping into the chair next to Wesley.

"sorry to bother you, this was the first seat I saw open I felt comfortable taking." she said, before falling silent, digging into her salad. she noticed the boy's drawing, but didn't comment, as she already knew he was flustered by the earlier focus on his art.




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"I'll see you around guys."


Alyssa smiles then leaves the group of students and walks back to her room. She still had quite a lot to unpack. She fumbles around in her pocket before pulling out her room key and unlocking the door. She walks over to her plain white bed where she left her suitcase.
I may need to make a new, more me bedding. She thinks opening her suitcase and starting to unpack her clothes.


When she finishes unpacking her clothes, she looks into the bottom of her suitcase. She had brought a few materials with her. She knew the school already has a wide range but she wanted to being a few of her favourites.



Alyssa jumps slightly at the sound of a melodical chime.
A meet and greet. Alyssa feels herself becoming a little nervous but she pushes the thought aside, she had already met some people so hopefully she could see them again. Her stomach suddenly makes a noise, she was in such a rush this morning she had forgotten to eat. The cafeteria sounds good. She gets up and walks out, locking the door behind her and heads out of the dormitory.


She walks along the path amazed by how big this place really is.



"Wow.." She mumbles to herself, amazed.



As she was so preoccupied with her surroundings she accidentally walks into someone who was about to do a back flip.



"I'm s-so sorry!" She stutters, taken back by her sudden fall.



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Avril got ready to do another backflip just as she felt someone run into her, knocking her down. Groaning softly, she sat up and noticed another girl on the ground. "Oh no! There's no reason to apologize. It was an accident," she said with a small smile as she got up before helping the girl up and brushed her off. "I'm Avril," she said happily as she grinned politely at the girl.


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"Thank you." She runs her fingers through her slightly knotty hair. "I hope I didn't hurt you." The girl didn't seem to show any signs of injury.



"Nice to meet you Avril. I'm Alyssa, but you can call me Aly if you want to." She smiles warmly.



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"Aly, I like that name," Avril said as she brushed herself off. "What are you here for?" She asked as she pulled a few pieces of grass out of Aly's hair. "I'm here for music. Singing, guitar, paint, and some other stuff," she added with a small laugh. She placed her phone in her pocket.
 
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She picks up a leaf of Avirl's shoulder. "We looks like we've been rolling down a hill." She says with a soft giggle.



"Which dorm room are you in?" She asks tilting her head slightly.





 

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"Number 1," she said with a grin before laughing softly. "Rolling down hills is fun though," she said as she wrapped her arms around her waist. "What about you? And I think we could be good friends. I've always wanted a friend that could help me figure out what to wear and I love dresses," she added with a wide smile.
 
"No way!" Alyssa smiles excitedly. "I'm in room 1 as well!" She giggles a little out of a slight embarrassment of being so excitable. "I think we're going to be pretty good friends."


Her eyes light up. "I would love to help you with your outfits." She puts her hands together. "If you let me know about anything you want I'm sure I could help out!"
 
"Are you serious?!" Avril laughed as she clapped her hands together. "As far as outfits to, I've got so many clothes I don't even know what to do with them so you should have plenty of items to work with," she said with a wide smile. She ran a hand through her blonde hair as she glanced around, noticing a couple guys on a bench and some other people walking around. "Honestly, you're the first person I've met here," she adds with a nervous laugh.


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"Yup 100% serious, it must've been your guitar on the bed then." She says remembering when she first walked into the room.


"You can never have too much clothes." She giggles happily. "The more the merrier."



"I met some people earlier outside one of the dorm rooms down the corridor from us. They seemed really nice. If we see them again I can introduce you if you like." Alyssa adds with a smile.
 
Smiling softly, Avril nodded slightly. That'd be nice," she said as she glanced around the grounds. "For right now, I think I'm just gonna explore the schools," she added thoughtfully as she began backing up. "It was nice meeting you and I'll see you later," she said as she waved goodbye before turning and heading towards the entrance, kind of wondering if there would be any special way for students to mingle. Like a party or something.
 
"See you later." Alyssa smiles and waves to Avril as she walks to the entrance.


Alyssa brushes down her jumper and turns around to walk back where she came from. It was nearly twelve o'clock, she decides to walk back to the dorm to try and find her way to the student lounge. On her way back she quickly goes into her room and changes her clothes, having got them muddy. She then walks back out into the corridor and out the door towards the west building.
 
After sitting outside for a while,Nathan and Ryan made their way back towards the dorm building. While walking in they noticed a little sitting area just past the entrance, Ryan sat down first and leaned his head back while Nathan went and sat down on one of the other couches "there better be parties here" Ryan said out loud "Or else I'm leaving this place" Nathan laughed, he knew Ryan was just joking but you could never be too sure
 
Avril skipped towards the dorm building, slowing to a walk as she closed her eyes and listened to the sounds around her. Walking in, she suddenly felt something run into her, knocking her flat on her back. You've got to be kidding me. "Je suis vraiment désolé (I am really sorry)," she said as she slowly say up.


"Watch where you're going blonde," the girl said as she walked away snobbishly, earning a glare from Avril. "Bitch," she mumbled as she slowly stood up and brushed herself off, completely embarrassed that she had gotten knocked down in front of everyone.
 
Nathan and Ryan had found a softball on the floor, which seemed a little odd but what ever. The y simply started passing to each other, stopping when people walked by them. Nathan stopped when he notice a girl run into another girl, he seem her fall and his first instinct was to jump up, he walked over to the girl "are you okay" he said politely


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"Oui," the blonde said as she finished brushing off a bit of dirt on her arms. "I guess I should have been watching where I was going," she said with a small shrug as she offered a small smile, finally looking up at him. "Thank you though," she added, shaking out her hair carefully.


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"No problem" Nathan smiled "I'm Nathan" he extended his hand out "That's my cousin over there" he pointed behind him to where Ruan was. Ryan looked over and he noticed how cute the girl was so he got up and basically stepped in front of Nathan "I'm Ryan" he smiled at the girl


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"I'm Avril," she told Nathan before glancing over at Ryan. She took a small step back. "And I'm not interested," she said with an innocent smile. "But I like your ambition," she decided to add as she ran a hand through her hair. "Avril," she told Ryan simply before looking at Nathan. "Is he always like this?" She asked curiously.


@Tsiwentiio
 
"Unfortunately" he playfully pushed Ryan, Ryan walked off and went towards the room. He would let Nathan have this one. "Sorry" Nathan apologized, he couldn't help but be embarrassed by his cousin "what major are you in, if you don't mind me asking" he leaned against the wall


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