Emma sighed as she carried the last of her boxes into her dorm room. The 18 year old had just arrived at her new college dorm and was trying to get settled in. She had just got off her flight from Scotland,where she was from, a few hours ago. Emma had managed to get a full scholarship at an American college and took the opportunity right away even though she was scared as hell to be so far away from home.
Emma came from a rather poor family so getting a scholarship which included spending money in it ,that she wouldn't have to pay back ,was a huge help. Emma was born and raised in Glasgow and had a strong Scottish accent. She was coming here to study Sociology, Philosophy and History, though Sociology was the one she loved the most. She was a bit of a nerd for it loving to learn about the effects society can have on people and the effects people can have on society and also learning about the nature, nurture debate which she was definitely on the side of nurture for the most part at least.
Emma was a nerd in many other ways as well. She loved movies, books and video games, in fact most of her spending money will probably be spent on them. She spends most of her time reading or drawing in her sketch book. She has always loved drawing ever since she was a little kid, in fact until she was about 14 or 15 she was dead set on going to art school, however she soon found out how competitive it is and not having a completive bone in her body she dropped that idea.
As she carried the last box to her room she was dressed in black skinny jeans, a grey guys t shirt, a burgundy guy's hoodie, a pair of guys cookie monster boxers and a pair of old school vans. She always dressed kinda butchly. She acted butch as well. It was all in an attempt to hide how scared sand sensitive she could be at times. She always joked around instead of talking about her feelings so whenever opened up to anyone. Her skin was pale, eyes blue with bags under them as she never sleeps well. Her hair was brown and in a short pixie cut. She was a rather short girl but quite curvy with a size D chest and big hips. She also tried to look butch to seem a bit stronger and more mature as even though she was 18 with her height and childish features she could barley pass for 13. She would seem even younger if it wasn't for her developed chest.
As she started to unpack her boxes she thought about all the stuff she had to do ok arrived in America check, unpacking in process, next I have to go to the dorm meeting, get my time table from my RA, try not to cry myself to sleep and some how manage to get good grades and maybe make some friends she thought.
Emma was really scared about being so far from home. She had never lived away from her parents before and to be honest was quite dependant on them. hell she could barley work the washing machine.
There was also the fact that even though Emma acted like she was strong and didn't care what others thought she was still a shy girl and really did want to get a friend or tow... or maybe a girlfriend she thought to herself but quickly shock that thought off. There is no way anyone will want to date me, anyway all the nice lesbian and bi girls are probably taken they all were back home anyway Emma thought to herself as she pulled her teddy bear out of her bag. No one wants to date a 18 year old who still sleeps with a stupid old bear she thought as she set her teddy bear under her pillow.
Emma was given her bear when she was just a baby, she has always been very attached to it though told everyone she flung the old thing out when she was 9 and thought she was too old for such things. There was allot of stuff Emma thought she was too old for but still loved: video games, comic books, cartoons,lego, stuff toys in general, Disny movies, sweets and most of all the affection she craves. Emma's family were very loving and caring but from a young age Emma pushed away all physical contact from them thinking that as the eldest child she shouldn't need that stuff...however she did. One of the reason Emma still slept with her bear was her need for a hug. She may not want to admit it but she wasn't the big butch girl she made out to be she needed other people.
Emma's final worry about college was her dyslexia. Emma was a very bright girl and did well in her exams however her spelling was terrible, in fact until about the age of maybe 13 she could barley read or write. She had came on leaps and bounds but her spelling still wasn't at the standard it should be. Spell checker helped allot but without her parents here to read over her essays once she was done she was worried her grades would suffer, she really needed a proof reader.
Soon Emma had completely unpacked with all her cloths away, her bear hidden under her pillow, her precious laptop that could run all the games she wanted set up on her desk and all her other stuff was on the small book case her room had. Even though she knew she couldn't Emma couldn't help bring her Harry Potter books with her as well as a few dvds, her kindle, a small box of lego and a few more of her favourite books. It was a bitch to get it all here but she had managed it. She was lucky she had a room to herself, which she only got because of her special scholarship she was in one of the fancy dorms.
Now she was unpacked she headed out into the hall timidly knowing all the students had to go to their dorm meeting. The college had an RA system which meant each dorm had one or two pupils who were paid to keep an eye on the new students, make sure they follow the rules and make sue everyone was settling in ok. Each dorm had a big meeting on the first day where the RA would go over some rules and give each member of the dorm their class time table.
Emma came from a rather poor family so getting a scholarship which included spending money in it ,that she wouldn't have to pay back ,was a huge help. Emma was born and raised in Glasgow and had a strong Scottish accent. She was coming here to study Sociology, Philosophy and History, though Sociology was the one she loved the most. She was a bit of a nerd for it loving to learn about the effects society can have on people and the effects people can have on society and also learning about the nature, nurture debate which she was definitely on the side of nurture for the most part at least.
Emma was a nerd in many other ways as well. She loved movies, books and video games, in fact most of her spending money will probably be spent on them. She spends most of her time reading or drawing in her sketch book. She has always loved drawing ever since she was a little kid, in fact until she was about 14 or 15 she was dead set on going to art school, however she soon found out how competitive it is and not having a completive bone in her body she dropped that idea.
As she carried the last box to her room she was dressed in black skinny jeans, a grey guys t shirt, a burgundy guy's hoodie, a pair of guys cookie monster boxers and a pair of old school vans. She always dressed kinda butchly. She acted butch as well. It was all in an attempt to hide how scared sand sensitive she could be at times. She always joked around instead of talking about her feelings so whenever opened up to anyone. Her skin was pale, eyes blue with bags under them as she never sleeps well. Her hair was brown and in a short pixie cut. She was a rather short girl but quite curvy with a size D chest and big hips. She also tried to look butch to seem a bit stronger and more mature as even though she was 18 with her height and childish features she could barley pass for 13. She would seem even younger if it wasn't for her developed chest.
As she started to unpack her boxes she thought about all the stuff she had to do ok arrived in America check, unpacking in process, next I have to go to the dorm meeting, get my time table from my RA, try not to cry myself to sleep and some how manage to get good grades and maybe make some friends she thought.
Emma was really scared about being so far from home. She had never lived away from her parents before and to be honest was quite dependant on them. hell she could barley work the washing machine.
There was also the fact that even though Emma acted like she was strong and didn't care what others thought she was still a shy girl and really did want to get a friend or tow... or maybe a girlfriend she thought to herself but quickly shock that thought off. There is no way anyone will want to date me, anyway all the nice lesbian and bi girls are probably taken they all were back home anyway Emma thought to herself as she pulled her teddy bear out of her bag. No one wants to date a 18 year old who still sleeps with a stupid old bear she thought as she set her teddy bear under her pillow.
Emma was given her bear when she was just a baby, she has always been very attached to it though told everyone she flung the old thing out when she was 9 and thought she was too old for such things. There was allot of stuff Emma thought she was too old for but still loved: video games, comic books, cartoons,lego, stuff toys in general, Disny movies, sweets and most of all the affection she craves. Emma's family were very loving and caring but from a young age Emma pushed away all physical contact from them thinking that as the eldest child she shouldn't need that stuff...however she did. One of the reason Emma still slept with her bear was her need for a hug. She may not want to admit it but she wasn't the big butch girl she made out to be she needed other people.
Emma's final worry about college was her dyslexia. Emma was a very bright girl and did well in her exams however her spelling was terrible, in fact until about the age of maybe 13 she could barley read or write. She had came on leaps and bounds but her spelling still wasn't at the standard it should be. Spell checker helped allot but without her parents here to read over her essays once she was done she was worried her grades would suffer, she really needed a proof reader.
Soon Emma had completely unpacked with all her cloths away, her bear hidden under her pillow, her precious laptop that could run all the games she wanted set up on her desk and all her other stuff was on the small book case her room had. Even though she knew she couldn't Emma couldn't help bring her Harry Potter books with her as well as a few dvds, her kindle, a small box of lego and a few more of her favourite books. It was a bitch to get it all here but she had managed it. She was lucky she had a room to herself, which she only got because of her special scholarship she was in one of the fancy dorms.
Now she was unpacked she headed out into the hall timidly knowing all the students had to go to their dorm meeting. The college had an RA system which meant each dorm had one or two pupils who were paid to keep an eye on the new students, make sure they follow the rules and make sue everyone was settling in ok. Each dorm had a big meeting on the first day where the RA would go over some rules and give each member of the dorm their class time table.
