Olivia:
I lugged my suitcases around the corner until I reached my room. I Wiped the sweat off my brow and cursed the LA sun. I had been living in California all my life but sometimes the late summer heat still shocked me. I know I must look ridiculous to the people passing by. My massive suitcase in one hand, dufflebag in the other, backpack slung over my shoulder and campus map held between my teeth, I awkwardly kicked open the door to my new dorm room with my foot. The room was pretty small, with a set of twin beds, two chests of draws, and a couple of wooden desks cramped into the corner of the room. I could also see a door that must lead to the closet. One of the beds was already made with a suitcase sat at the edge of it, still very much packed but I could see a few personal items had already been set up on the bedside table.
"Courtney must have just beat me here" I thought pulling my bags through the door.
I wonder where she had gone off to. I checked my phone to see if she had texted me but there was nothing since this morning, when she had said she would be at the dorms at 10:45. It was currently 10:19. A little early, but she must have just dropped off her stuff and stepped out for a minute. Thinking that I might as well start unpacking my stuff, I unzipped my dufflebag and pulled out my sheets. I tucked my fitted sheet around the mattress and reached into my duffle for my top sheet when I heard an unfamiliar voice from behind me.
"Um... who are you?" A male said.
I turned around to see a very confused looking guy with dirty blond hair and clear blue eyes. He wore a plain light blue t-shirt that showed off his defined arm muscles and tan pants with the cuffs rolled up. Just like me, his skin was covered in a light shine of sweat from the hot day and he was holding a coffee in his hand.
"Can I help you?" I asked politely.
I was wondering what this guy was doing on the girl's floor of the dorms. He seemed even more confused at my response and shifted awkwardly in the doorway.
"I guess I could ask you the same question, you're in my room" He replied.
I felt my face heat up immediately and I scrambled to find the paper with my room information on it.
"Uh, no I'm not, this is 217 right?" I said.
The boy grinned, leaning now more confidently against the doorway.
"No, this is 317, you're up one floor too high" He said.
"Oh god" I said feeling my face turning redder by the minute.
"Woah I'm so sorry, this is your room and I've just started unpacking all my stuff, how did I end up on the third floor?? I knew that the boy's dorms were up here. I'm such an idiot!" I rambled.
I quickly pulled my sheets off of the bed and stuffed them back into my open suitcase before zipping it shut tightly.
"Hey, no worries, it happens to everyone"" He said moving towards me.
"No it doesn't" I said giving him a look.
"You're right, it doesn't, but really, don't worry about it" He said.
His blue eyes sparkled as he laughed in the friendly sort of way that made me want to grin too.
"I'm Shayne by the way, Shayne Topp" He said extending his hand to me.
