Unlike a lot of her peers, Jazmyn's parents didn't help her move in every year. It wasn't that they didn't care or didn't want to be there, but it was just an inconvenience. They had come during freshman year, but after that, Jazmyn had insisted that it was unnecessary. Both of her parents worked full time, with packed schedules, and since she had most of her things mailed to school in the weeks before move-in day, she didn't need anyone to help her transport her things. In fact, she actually enjoyed taking the flight from Maine to California solo. It was usually over ten hours worth of travel, given connections and all, and as much as she loved her parents, she often got irritable after having to deal with the stress of them freaking out over her leaving for another year, on top of the normal stress of travel. She got through all of the teary eyed, emotional goodbyes at home, when her father dropped her off at the airport, and once she got to the airport at California, she would spend another thirty minutes reassuring her mother that she was going to be fine. Jazmyn would be more than fine, though. As her parents were very aware of, she loved California, and Crossroads. While many of her friends treated summer as a vacation where they could kick back and relax and have fun, for Jazmyn, it was the other way around, a lot of the time. She had more friends in California, and more fun there. Going back to Maine really just meant spending time with her parents, and while that was great for a few days, she was a teenager, and friends always meant more fun than mom and dad did.
Due to her flight, and having to take an Uber from the airport to campus, Jazmyn only arrived around two in the afternoon. She had called Holly, their dorm advisor, once she had landed in California, and as nice and accommodating as the woman always was, she had recruited a few guys from the senior boys dorm to help her move much of Jazmyn's things that had been mailed to the school, into her dorm room before she got there. The walk from where the car dropped her off was about ten minutes from the senior girls' dormitory building, but it was a walk that Jazmyn was happy to take. Dressed for the California weather, she didn't even mind the heat as she reacquainted herself with the place she had called home for the last three years. She spotted Charlotte's mother leaving the dormitory, but was too far from the woman to feel obligated to say hello. However, she was glad that that signaled that Princess Charlotte was already there, even if she and that one of her besties hadn't been on the best of terms lately. Jazmyn wasn't getting worked up over Charlotte throwing a hissy fit over what had happened at the country club earlier that summer. It wasn't her fault that Charlotte wasn't prepared for everyone, including her own sister, being susceptible to Jazz's charm when she decided to turn it on.
She just missed the elevator that she didn't know held that Arnault and her twin, so she had another minute as she waited for the next one to come, and during that time, she found Michaela's text message. It warranted a smirk from her, mostly because she was still ignorant to room assignments, but apparently, she had lucked out. "OMW up but are you for real? Yasssssss gurl!!! she sent to the group chat initially, before deciding to address Charlotte too, and only intending on the response being playful "But yes!! Princess, you better show your face late at night, and bring that sister of yours too ;) The texts only had a minute, tops, to reach the girls before Jazmyn had made her way out of the elevator and down the hall to Room 2A, that she had been assigned to. Just as Michaela had promised, it looked like they were in for a good year of room sharing, and though seeing Charlotte standing there wasn't surprising, nor was Michaela's mother, she was more caught off guard by Juliette being present. Since it hadn't been since the night at the country club that she had seen any of these girls, having flown back to Maine the next day, she wasn't thinking about that right now. After greeting Michaela's mother first, which seemed most polite and necessary given how many times the woman had hosted Jazmyn, she squealed with excitement before engulfing Michaela in a bear hug, and then looking to Charlotte with a smirk that suggested she was asking for permission before hugging her, before just doing so anyway. "All my bit--" she cut herself off before finishing that, and corrected herself for the sake of being polite in front of Michaela's mom. "All my babies back in one building! I love it. Now step aside and lemme make sure these boys didn't break none o' my shit, or lord knows they're gonna feel my wrath," she exclaimed, half-jokingly, but not even noticing the curse word that fell into this line, as she slipped behind Michaela and opened the dormitory door. While she did need to catch up with her girls, she needed to settle in first too, and it seemed like Michaela was busy with her mom, for now. She didn't even notice Juliette's name on the door, under hers, as she headed inside.