(o.o guess I'll make the first post then)

Gaara walked into the room that his teacher told him he'll be living in. After a few arguments he finally gave up and obeyed what he was told. He entered the room and looked as the two beds pushed as far from each other as possible. He glared angrily at the second bed. He didn't want to share a room with anyone, hell he didn't want to share a room with any of his siblings. He groaned in annoyance tossing his bag to the bed at the west wall. He sat there staring out at the window.

Soon a girl walked in the room looking rather grumpy, she looked slowly at him, snorted much like an angry wolf, then turned away. She had glowing pink eyes and raven black hair, her skin was so pale she could have been a ghost. This girl was me, Rei Ashford.

I opened my bags and pulled a life size doll out of it and laid it carefully on the bed as if it were a sleeping child. Then I just casually threw everything else out in its place before slumping on the bed and nuzzling against my doll. Five minutes passed or more without word or farther recognition.

((O.o oh I wonna change point of views if you don't mind xD))

I looked over at the girl with a cold hard stare. She definitely wasn't exactly the happiest ninja in town, but hey at least she reminded me of myself some what. I couldn't help but stare at the doll laying on the bed. It looked creepy, even creepier then the old dolls Temari use to play with when we were children. I looked to my right and stared out the window. The sun was up high, and the birds were singing. Not exactly my favorite time of the day, might aswell just kill time inside.

"Aren't you a little too old to still be playing with dolls..." I said in cold tone. Normally I wouldn't be the one to start a conversation, but if this girl was going to sleep in the same room as me I might as well find ways to annoy the hell out of her. Maybe if she get's pissed she'll leave or something.