Snippet #2444999

With a shuddering breath I sucked my lip within my teeth and bit down as though it could stop all the nerves from flowing freely throughout my body. Maybe just a little bit of pain could bring me into reality and show me how stupid I am for allowing this to effect me in such a massive way; it's not like I can put off entering the room forever, so why I was trying to postpone it for as long as I could was beyond me. Come on, Vic, stop being such a wimp and grow the hell up. I shook the thoughts from my head, swallowed, and pushed open the door. My breathing faltered. No one was even here do that panic I felt was completely useless. Allowing my breath to be exhaled, my eyes fell upon everything around the room, from the the desk, to the two single beds. From the wardrobes to the suitcase. Wait, a suitcase? That must mean someone has already been in here.
I stepped further into the room to inspect it closer, my panic and fear returning as strong as ever as my examination confirmed that it had to belong to another student. My whole body screamed out to just run away and leave, but my feet were frozen to the spot. Now really wasn't the time for a panic attack because if nearly having one around a load of random people is embarrassing, having one in front of teh very person I will be living with a for a couple years would be on a completely different level. My body was itching to just go back home, I couldn't care how bad the town was, just being away from here with even more people to see me fail was the main thought. Just get away. But I knew I couldn't; my parents would only send me back.
"Hey, I'm guessing you're my roommate then?" a guy said behind me, and I snapped my neck around to look at him
"Err... yeah...where did you come from?" Yet again my awkwardness had let me down today.
"I went to the bathroom; it was a long journey up here and I figured it would be best to go now instead of running out the second you arrived," he smiled, his voice calming my nerves. I definitely got someone I could speak to.
With nerves no longer pounding in my head as badly as they were before, we set about unpacking. Alex refused to choose a bed, and left it up to me, so I eagerly grabbed the one furthest away because it would be far easier to hide away from prying eyes over there -not that anyone would be so interested in my that they would want to see me - and Alex would probably find it best if he could leave and come back whenever he wanted without waking me up in the process.
"What are you studying, then?" I sat down on my bed, listening out for his reply for a moment,
"Graphic design, what about you?" a smile broke out on my face,
"The same thing" I pushed my suitcase under my bed and out of the way, "Hey, do you want to go and find out where everything thing is here?"
"Yeah, lets find the canteen" his face light up at the prospect of food, and I jumped off my bed to follow him out, remembering to check for my key as I went.