An 18 1/2 year old walks into the huge building, searching for her dorm room. A simple card had been handed to her and it didn't say much except for room 203. Maybe they had gotten it wrong or maybe it had been typed backwards? She walked quietly in the halls and paused at a room. Her arm lifted and she knocked upon the door simpily. "Hello?" She spoke in a low and slightly annoyed tone.

I hummed softly to myself as I worked on my virtual avatar a bit more; I had designed a small interface with my father before coming here; it could turn the internet into a virtual reality of sorts. I heard a knock at my door and stood adjusting my dress a little; my long green hair hadn't been brushed lately and looked a bit oily honestly; probably from my air conditioner having failed on me.

I moved to the door and looked through the eye for a moment.

"Hello there, what can I do for you?"

I asked through the door; it was heard well enough.

The girl looked around for a moment then bowed her head some. "My name is Menasay Ringo. This is dorm room 203, right? Uhm.. I have a card here that said this should be my new dorm room." She brushed her black hair behind her ears gently as her eyes twinkled a soft blueish color.

I backed away from the peephole on my door for a moment scratching my scalp kneeling down at the pile of papers by my door.

"Lets see... six minor complaints from other students... three messages from michael... ah here we are... "

I muttered often loud enough for people to hear. i opened an envelope and read it.

"So you're Menasay?"

I asked peeking out again before I unlocked the door and pulled it open quickly smiling to her. My green hair brushed down quickly with my hands.

"You can call me Bentley if you'd like. name's Rose though."

She scratches the back of her head. "Uh, okay.." Her eyes dart to the floor in shyness. "And.. yeah. I'm Menasay. Uhm.. where can I put my clothes and such?" She began to advance forward, no longer wanting to stand in the hall.

I looked around the room; various bits of rigged technology were scattered throughout some looking quite well done for what they were. "

"Well, the left side of the room and the walk in closet still have plenty of room, feel free to use those I'm fine with just my dresser."

I would smile to her a hand brushing my neck; I never had any friends other than michael and christina back home.

:So how about you put your things away and we chat a little since we're going to be roomies."

She smiles and walks into the room, dragging her luggage in with her. She sets it aside. "I'm guessing this bed is mine?" She points to the opened bed on the opposite side to hers. She walked over to it and sat down before she began going threw her clothing. The first thing she took out was a journal and a pencil.

I watched her for a moment as she moved to the spare bed; my own... well my own was covered with wires and spare part from various devices I'd found lying around the island; from PDAs to vibrators that I'd taken apart for various purposed they all laid scattered about my things.

"Yep that bed is yours Menasay; so where are you from roomie?"

I decided to ask eyes open as I adjusted my glasses and dress.

"Oh and have you seen the uniform yet? it's appaling... I'm glad I haven't had to wear it yet... to bad my classes start tommorrow..."

"What happens if I don't feel like wearing the school uniform?" She smirked a bit in her own bad girl way before she took out her underwear and began putting them in the 'closet'. She closed up her luggage after that and put it in the same place aswell. "....I'm from.. Ohio. I don't remember the ride here too well either.. but.. both my parents are dead."

"Ohio hmm, never left my home honestly. as for not wanting to wear the uniforms... well I hear the head girls and faculty treat that as a massivly harsh infraction; I've even heard of panty checks going on occasionally to make sure you're wearing regulation underwear."

I didn't sound like I was joking, and truth be told I wasn't entirely sure the people whom had told me that were joking either.

"and I hear detention is really bad."

I finished as i shifted in my seat a little.