To be honest, my room looked pretty kick-ass.

The white walls complimented my black pillows and bed sheet littered with tiny red swirls. The queen sized bed looked so inviting, I actually got tired from looking at it.

Posters of Smashing Pumpkins, Nirvana, Black Sabbath and Led Zepplin almost covered the pristine walls. They were my favorite bands, most definitely. Music and art really helped me through a tough time in my life, and continue to help me now.

I always hear that little voice in my head from so long ago. The therapy definitely shut it up, but I'm sure it will always be there. Sometimes it says "You're not good enough. Kill yourself." over and over, urging me to break my record of being clean for almost two years. It was the ugly voice of depression, always lingering on my shoulders and whispering in my ear

"You can't go back to that. Never again." I'd tell myself, and the depression would clear out. Music like Led Zepplin and Nirvana helped to silence my depression, and continue to do so.

My closet was filled with all of my clothing, which was mostly band merch. I had a few cute shirts and shorts, but they were all black. The yoga pants and jeans sat neatly in a pile, waiting for the chill of autumn to be worn. I smiled. Soon, it would be cold, and I would be truly happy.

The desk that was here when I arrived sat with all my art supplies and school supplies. My charcoal, oil, pastels, etc. was in a black box that I got for my birthday when I was 12. It reminded me of my mother; before she went off the deep end, that is.

Taking one last look at my new room, I turned and walked out the door, bracing myself for the pixie like girl that is now my roommate.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, I was surprised. The kitchen and living area looked completely different. There was a new couch and chairs, food visible in the cabinets, and a small table (including a red tablecloth) situated right in front of the big window. I stood there puzzled until Nina came skipping out of her room.

"Oh, don't you like the new decor? I brought everything from home! And look at all the paintings we still have to put up!" She let out a little huff and pointed to a gigantic stack of paintings and drawings. I smiled at her as nicely as I could and shuffled over to the pile. As I started sifting through the many pieces of artwork, I noticed that most of them were pictures of the supernatural. Faires, Werewolves,Elves, even Vampires. Without thinking, I said aloud

"You like supernatural stuff?" and immediately blushed. "Did I seriously just speak aloud?" I yelled internally. That was the first time I've probably ever responded like a normal human being, but I couldn't help myself.

I adored everything and anything supernatural. Drawing elves and monsters and that kind of stuff made me so happy, I can't even describe it. The way these creatures looked, it just made me want to draw. I loved Lord of The Rings, and books like that because of the lore in them. So, when I saw all these things Nina had, it was a natural reaction.

"Supernatural shit is my life, Rose! I love it! Some of those things I painted myself." She smiled at me.

Huh. Maybe Nina wasn't bad after all.

"Oh, by the way, they're having a Freshman meeting/introduction at the plaza. It might be mandatory, but I can't remember. The lady who gave you your info is sorta a bitch. Do you wanna come with me?" She giggled

I thought it over for a second. Meeting new people was not one of my fortes but it was college, and I realized I was going to have to talk and meet new people sooner or later.

I shrugged my shoulders. "Let's roll." I smirked and waved my hand for her to follow me. She ran out the door, calling "C'mon, lets gooo!" and I heard her thump down the stairs.

I quickly took out my phone to see what time it was. 7:00 already? Gosh it's been a long day. I slipped the phone into my pocket and ran after Nina.

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As Nina and I walked around the plaza, I realized there was lots more to do here than just sit in your dorm room and draw. They had all sorts of clubs and activities. Chess club, drama club, music club, band, cheer leading, basketball, and even golf. I walked over to the Music Club and started to read the pamphlet, when Nina called my name.

I looked up and saw Nina waving me over. I smiled and help up my finger, telling her I'd be there in a sec. Before I turned back to the pamphlet though, I noticed something.

The same guy I saw sitting under the Maple tree earlier was standing only a few feet behind her, at a pretzel stand. Although this time, he was with a woman, who had the same glowing eyes and sharp features. They turned around simultaneously and stared at me. Feeling their piercing glare, I quickly walked over to Nina and dragged her into the Starbucks that she was standing next to.

The bell rung twice and I opened the door and shut it, looking behind me to see the man and woman gone. Something in my gut didn't feel right, but i figured a Caramel Frap could fix that.

"You don't look like the person who would enjoy coffee." Nina said as she walked up to the counter.

I smiled. "Never judge a book by it's cover." I laughed, and instantly felt the burn of old scars. I crossed my arms, hoping to hide them as I waited to order my drink.

"Strawberries and créme frap, please. The names Nina." she winked at the boy taking orders. He smiled and went off to put the order in place.

When he came back, I was ready to talk.

"Caramel frap, please. My name is Rose." I said a little bit to loud, probably because I was nervous.

"That's a pretty sweet name." the boy smiled.

"My name's Brandon, are you here for Freshman meet? I haven't seen you before." He flipped his hair, making me internally swoon. This boy was good looking, but I don't think he's my type.

"Thanks, and yeah, I'm a freshman. Pretty siked when I heard there was a Starbucks." I laughed, and so did he.

"I'll give you my number, maybe me, you and your friend could hang out sometimes? You guys seem really cool." He grinned.

"T-that sounds cool." I said nervously, and he went to get my order. I leaned on the counter, and looked over in search for Nina.

At the table in the very back, I saw him. The man that had the jet black hair and amber eyes. He was glaring at me. Almost immediately after I had seen him, he put his head down and started to sketch feverishly into a big notebook.

Why was he glaring at me like that? What did I ever do to him? I frowned and creased my brow. I'm not usually one to go and confront people, and I did not like making enemies, but I feel like it had to be done. When Brandon gave me my drink, I went over to Nina sitting by the window and set my drink down. She looked up at me while slurping on her frap, with questioning eyes.

"I'll be right back." I murmured and walked over to the man with jet black hair.

Notes

Confession: I've never been to Starbucks so i don't know how it works lol. So sorry if I got the ordering process wrong xD.

What's Rose gonna say to this mystery man?? :o

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