"You know what? I think separate rooms here is going to suck balls." At those words, James looked to his sister, slightly confused for a moment or two, choosing his words carefully. "We've always had rooms apart, sis. Even living with our moms." James spoke slowly and unsurely, still a tad confused. Why was she pointing out something that they'd always had? "I know that, butthead. I mean, here, we can't hang out in each other's rooms like we do at home, watching movies late at night, having best friend cuddles.." Jasmine's retort was quick off the mark, trying not to laugh at his slightly slow response. "Oh! I see." James replied, as the penny finally dropped. "Because we're in gender assigned dorms, right?" "Right. Hopefully we'll be able to get the apartment sorted soon, and we'll have a lounge to hang around in too, so.." "Yeah. I can't wait!" Grinning, James hugged his twin, the female grinning and hugging him back with a slightly.. sad sigh. "I don't want to be in a different building from you, what if you get bullied, or scared?" "Sis... I'll be fine, I promise." James spoke slowly and unsurely, though he wasn't too sure if he would be. "I'll help you unpack?" He spoke sadly, walking with her towards the female's dorm block, linking arms like they were the best of friends. Which, they were. "You do know that if anyone hurts you, no matter what, I'm going to kick their asses so damn far, they'll have to fly back her." Jasmine snapped, looking over to her shy natured sibling. "Please, don't, you'll end up in trouble with the police, and your record hasn't, and won't, go away." James looked to his sister, his eyes sad. He didn't want her away, she was his sister. His best friend! "I know, I'm sorry." Jasmine mumbled as they reached her dorm, the female unlocking her room with a key. "You better behave."

John parked his rinky dinky, old VW Beetle on campus and got out, stretching. After the drive here it was nice to finally have some walking room. He pulled a large suitcase off of the luggage rack on top of the car and then popped the trunk where he had stowed a slightly smaller duffel bag. He made his way towards his dorm, stopping and asking for directions every time he felt like he was lost. He finally reached his room and dropped everything onto one of the two beds before flopping down on the ground. He sighed with relief. "I made it."

“Call me when you get settled, okay?” Kaja’s mother said over the phone and the brunette could distinctly hear sobbing sounds in the background. “I can’t believe my _kochanie_ is all grown up!” "Mama, I’m only an hour away. You act as if I’m on the other side of the country. And tell Tata to stop crying, it’s embarrassing just to hear.” Kaja sighed, holding the phone between her shoulder and ear while dragging her suitcases behind her to the dorms. Kaja glanced down at the piece of paper in fingers that told of her dorm room and nearly dropped the phone "Tch, I’m on the fifth floor. _Cholerny.” _The eighteen year old said mostly to herself, but by the clucking of her mother’s tongue, Kaja realized her mom heard. "Watch your tongue, Kaja, before I smack it.” She reprimended and Kaja only groaned in response. "_Tak, tak_. No swearing, _zrozumiany_. Listen, mama, I have to go, I arrived to the dorms.” And true to her word, she did. Without waiting for the dreaded response of "I love you’s” and "call me’s,” Kaja quickly ended the call and shoved the phone into her pocket. She entered the building and dragged her suitcases up multiple flights of stairs until she finally made it to her dorm room. Digging the key out of her pocket, she struggled with the door, cursing multiple times, before jiggling it open. The door swung open and she was greeted with the sight of a boy and a girl. _Shit,_ Kaja thought. She was hoping that she would have the dorm to herself.

Gabriella waved at her mother as she entered the cab and was on her way to the college! It was such an exciting day for the girl because she wanted to be out of her home and actually do something herself and not be with her parents much. Yeah she loves her parents but every teenager would like to live alone for a while. Especially when it will be far away from their parents, parties parties! Even though Gabriella isn't much of a party girl but she does it when she wants too. Now arriving at the school, it was time to go to her dorm. "Finally. Gosh, I just wanna lay down.." she said grabbing her luggage and making her way to her dorm, hopefully her roommate won't be an ass. Mainly because Gabriella wasn't the one to be messed with. Anyways, as she got to her dorm there was no one there... that was good, she could pick her side first! "Yay. Mmm. I pick this bed!" The young teenager said jumping on top of her bed like a little kid, jumping house for example. That's how she was jumping. "Wooh! Wooh!" and that was when got off the bed, putting her luggage on top of the bed as she walked to the mirror. Fixing her hair a bit, she ran a hand through her hair and looked around the room. It did feel a little empty but it was still good for her. And she did get first pick of a bed! Right next to the window. Gabriella got out of her room and saw a girl and a boy linking arms, they must have been dating or something and then another girl, but she just walked passed them. Right now, Gabriella prefered to go explore the school a bit!

Yolanda Grieg stared up at the archway that led into the college that she would call home for the next few years. It was vaguely imposing, though she reasoned it was simply the thought of the place rather than the actual college itself. Steeling herself with a slow breath and tightening her grip on the bags clasped in her hands, Yolanda passed under the archway and onto the college grounds. It was quite a nice place, really; much less intimidating once you were within and looking around at the green fields and seemingly historic buildings. She glanced around for a few moments longer, committing the place to memory, before moving off to find her dorm. Yolanda had a vague idea where the dorms would be, having been told by a rather fast talking and excitable type. She grimaced slightly as she tried to remember what the person had said among their ramblings. Walking towards a building that seemed to have a steady stream of students passing through, she assumed that to be where the dorms were housed. Yolanda walked inside and up the stairs to her right, her brow furrowing as she squeezed past a group of loud girls. What had that idiot said? Room number fove. That sounded right, but she still held her doubts. Yolanda eventually found herself outside of dorm five. She somewhat tentatively opened the door and found it to be empty. A good sign, she supposed. She walked in and set her bags down, pulling at one strap of the simple white singlet she wore before joining her bags on the bed. This would be a fine room.