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Girls in a Hectic All-Boys School?!

New York - 2012

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Rai Azure Howard [17] "Stand up for something or you'll fall for anything."
Joshua Minato Emeress [15] "I've learned that in life we've got to to smile whenever we've got it in us to smile, and even sometimes when we don't."
Lucian Zhaitann Asmodei [14] Woe to them who know neither victory or defeat
Jayden Rogers [9] Things change, adapt to it.
Oliver Abel Bells [8] "What's the point of having friends? All they do is betray you."
Tessa Drake Kewell [7] "I'm fine... really. Don't worry about me."
Quentin Frasier Radford [4] "You think you're something special, huh?"
Zechariah Jephthah Nehemiah [3] "What to do... What to do..."
Demitri Barren [3] Don't take life too seriously. You'll never escape it alive anyway.

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Drea just reached her dorm with a few minutes to spare. Okay... so she had over stayed her welcome in the cafe, lost track of time, and ended up having to run to her dorm. Unlocking the door, she grabbed her bag and threw it on the bed. Drea, being as into sports as she was, was not usually too bad at running, but she discovered the hard way today that apparently a few Kilograms of luggage certainly slowed her down.

Wiping a piece of hair from her face, she just turned to go check the place out, when there was a knock at the door. A familiar lurch hit her stomach as the realism of the situation suddenly hit her. She was at a boys school. Dressed as a boy, and... she had a room mate. Crap. She forgot about that. Swallowing hard, she adjusted her wig, being suddenly paranoid that the red mop was going to fall off even if she tilted her head slightly. Despite using 3 packs of bobby pins, clips and hair ties, it suddenly didn't feel like so much anymore.

Straightening her shirt, she forced herself to walk to the door. Hand hovering over it for a brief moment, she took in a breath, reminding herself that if she made him wait much longer he might think she was rude or had some sort of problem with opening doors... And besides, it wasn't even definite this was her room mate. It could be the principal or the teacher coming to check on her. Um. Him.

"Here goes nothing..." She opened the door and stopped.

He was young. Like her age, or maybe a few years older young. Blonde. Either he was her room mate or a ridiculously youthful teacher. She crossed her fingers. She really hoped it was the latter.

"H-Hey..." She tried to sound brave but friendly at the same time, which was hard when you're an imposter and find guys as foreign as an alien species, "Um... is there something I can do for you?"

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Zechariah noticed how nervous (or shy) Pheonix was. Maybe he has not been around people much. "Hello. I'm Zechariah, your roomate? Sorry for the short notice. I was admitted late." He could not help but feel he should try and help with something. Rasing an eyebrow, he made the query, "Did I come at a bad time, Phoenix? Is something bothering you?"

He did not know what was going on. It could be stress-related, or possibly just social awkwardness. Either way, he wanted to help. This was his first time as a college student, and he would rather start on a good note. Of curse, beng twenty years old, he felt out of place, knowing he was probably one of the oldest college freashmen on campus. It was kind of embarrassing to enroll so late.

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For a moment, Morgan feared he'd ruined absolutely everything. His roommate's face flushed bright red, and Oliver quickly gazed down with an attitude that looked something between self-revulsion, shame, and horror, from what the blonde-haired student could tell, an expression he knew well enough as the signs of a person realizing that a conversation they'd been forced into was taking a turn for the worse, and they could do next to nothing to stop it. He hesitated, and almost apologized, but he had only noticed too late. He'd already started to glance over the book collection, and it would seem really weird if he just turned away and continued like nothing had happened. The poor kid would probably just end up all stressed out, thinking Morgan secretly thought he was some sort of deviant but was too nice to bring it up. That, too, would only guilt him, so that left only one option: press forward and, at the very least, break even by alleviating the fears he himself had inspired.

And so he did. To his relief, his plan seemed to at least not backfire, since the boy immediately looked up - directly at Morgan's face, something which was a first in this conversation, and was thus worthy of note - with a slight but nonetheless present smile, and quickly spoke. His words were stammered, and somewhat muffled as his embarrassment caught them in his throat, but the faker realized that, compared to the distant, reserved exterior he had beheld before, this had to be both an improvement, and a rarity. So the plan was a success, then? Well, it was too early to tell on that count, he supposed, but still, it looked like he'd at least managed to relieve some of the tension between them. Still, it was pretty clear Oliver was still feeling very awkward about the whole arrangement. Probably the best course now would be to accept his offer as politely as possible, and end the conversation on a decent note. Essentially, quitting while he was ahead. Now that there was an opportunity available to do so, it would be best to wrap things up and take it before he pushed his new roommate to further extents of embarrassment. Doing so would only raise the old tension once again, and if that happened, he didn't think he could so easily come up with a route to keep the conversation from breaking down completely.

"Ah," Morgan began, grinning wryly-yet-gratefully at the nervous boy and quickly trying to search for the best path to take in closing the discussion. "Thanks a lot for the offer. I'm in sore need of a good book to read at the moment, and it'd be a real pain to work out the library's whole sorting system just to find one good novel to borrow. If it wouldn't be a problem, that would be great. That is, unless you were planning on reading them. If that's the case, I'd be fine with waiting."

x█ ♞ ⊰ ωнєяє αм ι؟ :: Dorm A2.
x█ ♞ ⊰ ωнσ αм ι ωιтн؟ :: Oliver Abel Bells.
x█ ♞ ⊰ ωнαт'ѕ ση му мιη∂؟ :: "Whew. Crisis averted. Looks like he's feeling a little less pressed by my attempts at conversation than before, but it would be best, maybe, to recognize how awkward this is for him and end things as politely as possible after his next response, or so. Reading books would give me a perfect justification for that, so I guess that'll be my way out. Perfect. Another act, another conversation, just as planned."
x█ ♞ ⊰ συт σƒ ¢нєѕѕ-ριє¢єѕ :: I thought so. XD On a completely unrelated note, I was expecting Oliver would have identified "Morgan" as an epic-level Bishonen rather than a "cool guy." And on THAT note, it might be hilarious to start referring to "him" as "The Bishie" in my narration when not using "his" name. And, finally, now that I wrote "just as planned" in the "What's on my Mind" section, I'm stuck with a mental image of Morgan/Tessa with the infamous Light Yagami face. Hoo boy. XD

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Oh no. He was looking at her. Damn it she hated being so shy. Shuffling her foot slightly, she looked at the ground, trying to ignore the way he rose his eye brow or the fact that he just announced he was her room mate. Her fears were confirmed.

"Um, that's alright. I was a bit late myself, actually." She stepped aside to let the boy in, holding the door open so he could carry in his luggage, "Do you need any help carrying in anything? I know from this morning it's not so nice trying to juggle a few suit cases all at once"

She knew she wasn't going to be much help, but she could try at least. Maybe discreetly pick up the smaller bag? Hopefully it wouldn't take her out in the process.

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Zechariah shrugged. "If you could bring in that smaller bag with my baking utensils, I'd appreciate it." He wondered if Phoenix was just shy. That was the only possibility he saw. The poor young man did not even suspect he was actually a she. After all, what reason would there be for a young woman to risk getting in trouble by enrolling in an all-male school? Once he came in, Zechariah began unpacking, placing his things where he knew he would find them, including his Bible, which he placed on one of the shelves. "I hope you're not Anti-Theistic. That kind of bigotry does get annoying after a time. Just saying."