Meet The Roommate

As she thought about what she could do next, Megan noticed a quiet rustling outside her door. She reached for the doorknob to look out and see what it is, but the door opened before she could manage to get it open. With utmost horror, she watched the mirror get closer and closer to her, just before-

"I found it!"

The yell muffled the sound of the back of the door hitting her full into the face. She slid to the floor, hands instinctively trying to cover where she'd been hit, as the new person realized that Megan had been behind the door when it opened. "I'm so sorry," she cried, dropping the box she was carrying and checking on her. "What were you doing standing right behind the door?"

"I was looking in the mirror," Megan replied, a little testily - she didn't like being questioned like that by someone who'd just basically barreled into her.

"...oh. I'm sorry!"

It hurt a lot less than when she'd first gotten hit, and she brought her hands down to look at the newcomer. Megan noticed, a little jealously, that whoever had just walked into her room was more attractive than she'd ever be. Her dark, lustrous red hair came down past her shoulders; green eyes had just the right color to match her skin; even the little quirk of her nose just added a little exotic touch. Beyond that, when she stole a quick look downward, she realized that the new girl had a body that most people - herself included - would die for.

"...who are you?" She managed.

"I'm Cara," she said, dangling a key in front of Megan's face. "206. You must be Megan."

"How'd you know that?"

"...because it says on the door that this is Cara and Megan's room. Nice to meet you."