Snippet #1633656

Layla wore her aviators, sitting in the cool cab and looking outside of the window, which was rolled down. The whoosh of the air made her hair flutter all around her face, which she was constantly pushing back. She was excited. This could be the adventure of a lifetime. Like something out of a dream. It still hadn't registered to her yet.

"Hi! I'm Layla Buscoe, I'm 21 and I'm from the lovely NYC." She said with a smile at the camera.

Once the cab stopped at the house, Layla looked outside with shiny, excited eyes. She quickly paid the driver and climbed out the car slowly, her eyes not leaving the house once. He grabbed her bags and set them next to her, and she quickly thanked him before he pulled off the curb. She finally tore her eyes off the house, a small smile on her face, before grabbing her bags and heading up to the place she'd be saying for the next two months. It still hadn't fully set in yet. And she was here.

Considering the fact that Layla was very friendly, she hoped she wouldn't have any enemies. But she knew it was bound to happen. Most times, her enemies were just girls that were jealous of her. She always was better friends with guys than girls. But that had started to change recently, and she hoped it would happen here, also. And as for her single status, she wasn't jumping at the idea of getting a boyfriend here. But if it happened, it happened. She wouldn't balk away from it.

As Layla approached the house, she quickly lifted her sunglasses off of her eyes and placed them ontop of her head, a smile on her face as she opened the door. She quietly closed it behind her, before turning around and seeing the people she was to be living with.

"Hi, I'm Layla." She said, a smile still on her face.

"I'm really excited about this! I'm a little nervous about sharing a room, because I do like my personal space, but I think I can live with it."