Kari walked out of the dorms, wearing long black pants and a Dark red shirt. She noticed Kim and a small, fragile looking girl about fifty feet away, standing next to a pile of luggage.

"Heya, Kim!" she called out, running over to them. " And who is this? Are you new here?"

Violett nodded soiftly, "Room 417... Though I'm not sure where that is..."

Ith a tremendous anount of effort, she managed to lift the gigantic suitcase from the ground.

"I just hope my roomate isn't some horrible monster."


She turned to th other girl, nodding ang blushing softly. "I'm... Hi, I'm violett Small."

my jaw drop as I looked at her "wow you must be strong." I say before looking over at Kari "hey Kari perfect timing do you know where room 417 is?"

The instant she tried to take a step, she toppled over, a pair of white cotton panties revealed as she landed on her head with a yelp of surprise.

"Ow.... T-they said something about the Cracknell building and then they laughed, so they might have been making it up...."

Quickly, she scrambled to her feet, smoothing out her skirt.

"Um, I'm not sure how to ask... But they say things, you know.... about girls' schools, I mean... when there's no boys..."

She blushed glowing red, quickly hiding her face. "N-n-n-ot that... . Not that there's anything wrong with being a lesb.... les... girl who likes girls."

She clamped her hand over her mouth, turning as if she was getting ready to run. "Ohmigod.... Ohmigod, did I really just say that?"

Katie yawns and stretches, heading downstairs to catch sight of Kim and Violett, raising a brow in surprise at the size of the new student's luggage.

Violett looked at the newcomer in surprise and blushed bashfully, waving shyly to her.

"Uh.... G... goood morning... I'm sorry if I woke you up!"

OOC: Sorry about the delay. I was a bit tied up.

Kari tried to lift the heavy suitcases. The weight was unimaginable. She was surprised the plane Violett came in on was even able to get off the ground with this encumberance.

"Oh my god! What did you pack in this? Bricks?" Kari let go of the suitcase and relaxed herself. It suddenly occured to her the strength technique she was taught so long ago. After she had cleared her mind, she attempted to lift the suitcase again. This time, she lifted it with one hand as if it barely weighed anything.

"Haaaaahhhhh..." Kari looked at Kim and Violett. "Ok... Room 417 is this way... other end of the 4th floor hallway."

"Er, actually, a lot of that weight is just the suitcase... It's a long story and the tag it's on is still at home..."

She smiled nervously. "I'm babbling again. They were cheap and sturdy, basicly."

Tired of being cooped up in her boring little dorm room, Katrina decided to step out for a while to stretch her legs a bit. She had been stuck in her room for most of the day studying for some upcoming exams (it seemed like there were always upcoming exams) and trying to get through her endless stack of make-up work for her classes. It had taken forever to catch up as much as she had, which was probably about a quarter of the way through.

Kat left her dorm wearing a white over-sized men’s long sleeve t-shirt, a pair of faded old baggy blue jeans, and a pair of fluffy baby blue bedroom slippers, and in one hand she was holding an insulated thermos full of fresh hot coffee. She had to drink a lot of coffee to keep herself awake enough to get through the day, so that she could get through her homework assignments without falling asleep.

As she was taking a long pull from her thermos, Kat turned a corner without really looking where she was going…and bumped right into the side of a massive suitcase hard enough to knock her off her feet.

“Aiiiy!” The wide-eyed girl’s eyes grew even larger, flailing her arms as she fell backward onto the ground, her ass hitting the ground with a hard thud. Meanwhile, the thermos had gotten knocked out of her hand as it hit the suitcase and bounced off, tumbling end over end as it landed onto her chest, spilling steaming hot, dark liquid all down her shirt and onto both her pants and the carpeted floor beside her…

thinkng quickly, Violett launched herself forward to grab the thermos out of the air...

Only to trip over the suitcase, land on her face, and get her feet pinned beneath the huge, heavy piece of luggage.

"Oh my god... I'm sorrry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! Let me help.... I'm stuck!"

Squirming o get free, Violett whimpered innefectually. "Somehow, I.... I don't think I'm gonna make it to room 417..."

Kari put down the suitcase she was holding and lifted the one Violett was trapped under.

"There ya go!" she said. "Why did you go with these bags? and did you think about asking the administration for help?"

"These are B;ack Turtle brand.... Designed for sturdiness and effieciency for travelers on a budget... At least, that's what the tag said... They're supposed to be able to withstand a grenade, and they were on really good clearance... Thanks for helping, Miss Kari." Violett recited, almost mindlessly.

Slowly, Violett took a step forward, offering her hand to the girl she'dd knocked over. "I... I'm violett Small, and I'm very sorry..."

Kari picked up the suitcase again.

"Well, I'm gonna take this up to 417. Be right back ^_^"

"Thank you so much, Miss Kari... I'll be along as soon as I can..." Violett replied, before turning back to the girl she'd knocked over.

"That's Miss Kari... I just met her Isn't she amazing?" she giggled nervously

“Umm…thank you, Violett,” Kat replied shyly, her slightly high-pitched voice sounding more like a young child’s than that of a young woman nearing adulthood, as she took the offered hand and slowly rose back up to her feet, picking up the fallen thermos in the process, “I-I’m Katrina Young, but most people just call me Kat. By the way, it wasn’t your fault for what happened. I, uh…I wasn’t paying a whole lot of attention when I bumped into you.”

Kat looked down at her feet, trying to hide the look of sadness that suddenly appeared on her face. “I…Uh…I haven’t been paying much attention to anything lately, to tell the truth. I’ve kinda been living in a daze since my Sunnie disappeared. Things haven’t been the same around here since she went missing…”