one of those stories i wish i was in.

A few other freshman walked into his room to give their greetings. They were mostly the jock type; While they were friendly he felt a little disappointed. He considered himself a nerd; he enjoyed videogames, movies, and comics. He didn't worry though, there were plenty of clubs and opportunities to be social that began when the semester started. If He ever brought up the courage to attend them.

He sat on the edge of his bed and watched the sky glow pink. He looked across the room to the empty bed and untouched desk. It gave him anxiety thinking about meeting his new roommate. Was he going to be nice? Rude? Smelly? A huge partier? Being serially asocial, he felt the worst would be a loud obnoxious roommate who brought friends over. He silently begged to himself for a quiet, reserved roommate with similar tastes to him.

His dreams were shattered when she walked through the door.

CHAPTER 2

Tim first noticed the scent of Maraschino cherries. The empowering scent filled his nostrils and he felt slightly dizzy. The electronic lock on the door then made a clicking noise as it unlocked. He turned around on his bed. It must be his new roommate! The only ID's that work on their door and the bathroom were his and his roommate's. The door swung open and a girl walked in.

He sat there speechless as she walked into the room and threw a huge bag onto the opposite bed. She must have been taller than six feet. Her hair was long, straight, and dark black. Her arms sported several vibrantly colored tattoos of nautical creatures: sharks swam on her left bicep and an octopus wrapped around her right forearm among other smaller fish that dotted her tan arms. The fin of some sort of colorful fish slipped over her collarbone.

Tim was busy being lost in her eyes when he realized that she was looking straight at him. And she was a girl. And she was acting like she lived here.

Wait a second.

"Are you sure you have the righ-"

"Hey! You're my roommate, right?" She interrupted him loudly and extended a hand. His jaw dropped as his hand rose to meet hers. She shook it twice. Retracting it he rubbed his knuckles and thanked the lucky stars that his bones were still intact.