Empty

Gazing upon my new home, I found my dorm room empty. There were two identical sides to the room, both unclaimed as of now. Both sides sported beds, a long desk that doubled as a small dresser against the walls equipped with a single chair each, and a small closet. A large window dominated the far wall so a large amount of natural light shone through illuminating the whole room without need of the overhead light fixture above. Seeing as it doesn't really matter which side I would pick, I decide to set my stuff down on the left hand side of the room and the Move-In girls followed suit. I thank them for their help and they set off to help the next needy person who packed too much to carry. Settling into my room was actually pretty fun and made the whole experience feel real for the first time since arriving. I took my time with the process though, really getting a feel for my new room and kind of got carried away with it. I may have arrived around 3:30 in the afternoon but didn't finish setting up my room until nearly 6. When all was said and done and with still neither hide nor hair of my roommate, I decided I would reward myself with my favorite food, pizza. Just thinking about it made my stomach growl and I realized in my hurry to arrive I'd totally skipped lunch.

After locking up my room, I set out for the building's dining hall to see what they had. After window shopping a bit in the different sections of the cafeteria I found a rather nice looking pizza stand, and inquired about their menu. Rather disappointingly, I'd learned that they did not in fact carry ham as a topping. How dare they, ham of all things not to carry. While the pizza did look good, I'd made up my mind that I was going to have my first college meal my way. Leaving the dinning hall with a rumbling tummy, I made for my car.

Surely there's a pizza place in town that carries ham, I thought, and sure enough after just a five minute drive I stopped outside a place called "Mama Marino's Pizza". Inquiring with a server inside and confirming that they did indeed serve ham, I found a table and order a 14" ham and pepperoni. As expected, the place was packed with move in day families but the service was pretty quick and I was able to satisfy my hunger while listening to the sounds of the restaurant. It was a cozy little hole in the wall Italian family owned pizza shop and was just as good as you'd imagine. After paying my ticket, I decided that exploring the town was better left to another day. I'd have my first classes in the morning and I wanted to make sure I had all of my books and bag in order well before bed tonight.

The drive back to my dorm was quick and as I made my way to the door, I fumbled for my keys in my purse. Finally finding them and sticking the proper key into the hole, I found the door unlocked. Ever since the pizza joint I'd totally forgotten all about my roommate. Opening the door and sticking my neck inside was simple enough but upon seeing my roommate was where everything got difficult. In the center of the room was the most gorgeous human being I'd ever seen in my life. She was a few inches taller than I was but with a similar athletic build. Her hair hung down her back in wavy strands of strawberry blonde but her roots were a few shades darker, clearly dyed in an ombre style, and a pair of jet black headphones spanned over the top of her head. She was dancing to a song that only she could hear and with her eyes closed intently listening to the music, she didn't even see me but I saw her. Her face was beautiful with a cute nose and a lipstick red mouth that was quickly mouthing the words to her song. She was wearing a black fuzzy sweater despite the August heat, and a matching skirt that was short enough to show off the maximum amount of her long legs while still maintaining some modesty. Finishing the look with a pair of classic black Converse All-Stars, she looked like one of the girls you'd see in magazines or on aesthetic blogs online. I don't even know how long I'd been staring at her as she hypnotically swung her hips to the music pouring in from her headphones and I don't even want to know how long I would have continued if she hadn't opened her eyes and spotted me in the doorway with my mouth hanging open.

"Oh shit, sorry you kind of scared me," she said as she removed her headphones and set them down on her desk. "Hi," she said as she extended a hand to me. "My name's Amanda Whitmore," she finished.

"H-Hey," I responded "I'm so sorry I scared you like that; I totally didn't mean to stare. You were just... wow," I oh so cleverly added as I met her for a handshake. "Uh, your dancing!" I tried to recover. "It was just so good that I was mesmerized".

She covered her mouth as she tried not to laugh. "Oh yeah, my dancing huh? That's what you were staring at," she teased and I felt my cheeks go flush. She let go of my hand and said, "So you're Melissa Cherrygrove right? I got an email about it," She explained as she went over to her desk and grabbed a small bottle of a red perfume and gave herself a spritz. The air smelled of flowers and my mind went blank for a second as I got enveloped in her new smell.

"Uhhh... yes that's me," I stammered trying to shake the fuzzy feeling that had wrapped around my mind. Amanda took a seat on her bed and motioned for me to join her. I did as she asked and took a seat next to her on her bed. We talked for a short while but the whole conversation went right over my head as I couldn't stop staring at her mouth. I could tell that she was talking and that I should be paying attention but I just could not bring myself to actually focus on anything outside of her cherry red lips. I was awoken from my stupor by a hand on my leg, her's. Her hand was so soft as she trailed it up and down my skin below my short shorts. Her other hand cupped my chin and pulled my eyes to her's. Still holding my chin, she leaned in and just before her lips met mine, she paused and her voice came out as a silky smooth whisper...