I grabbed my backpack, blanets/bedsheets, and suitcase and walked into the dorm rooms. I waved off the cab driver, with a smile, gesturing that this was the right place. He smiled and drove off. I walked in and read the paper that had all my information on it. My room number, my classes, my free periods, and the days I have off. I walked up the stairs to level 4. I reached the top, trying to catch my breath. I checked the paper again. "403" I said to myself. I walked down the empty hallways looking for my room. I made it to the end of the long hall way. "403" I said stopping at that door. "This is home." I sighed. I opened the door and walked inside. I closed the door. I walked over to the bed on the left. I tucked my suitcase under the bed and set my backpack and bed sheets on the floor. I sat down on the bed, looking around the room. There was a coat closet by the entrance, two beds on either side of the room, a medium sized night stand between them, and across from the foot of the other bed the door to the bathroom. I stood up and grabbed my backpack. I dug around for my bathroom stuff. I found my small bag of makeup and toiletries. I walked into the bathroom. There were two sinks and two large mirrors. There was decent sided shower and a decently clean toilet. I took the sink closest to the wall. I unpacked and organized my things to take up the least amount of space possible. I wanted my room mate to have lots of space. I want them to like me. I put my shampoo and conditioner in the shower. I set my razor and shaving cream on the rim of the tub. I walked out of the bathroom and started putting away my clothes. I packed two party dresses, all of my running shorts, a few pairs of yoga pants, and undergarments. there was only one dresser with five cabinets and a closet. I hung up my dresses and put my clothes in the bottom two cabinets. I set my backpack under my bed with my now empty suit case. I grabbed my bed sheets and stated dressing my bed. It was a little larger than a twin, big enough that I could lay on it comfortably. I pulled the sheet over each corner of the mattress. I then covered that sheet with a normal sheet. After that I laid my large black comforter over the bed and tossed a few pillow on the bed. I then tucked my old, torn, gross, dirty, baby blanket under my pillow. Yes, sue me, I still have my baby blanket. I started using it again because I often get home sick. I pulled out my laptop and turned on Netflix (pretend it was like it is now when Jack was in college) and started watching How I Met Your Mother (If you haven't seen it I suggest it. It's a really good show.) I was finished unpacking and just wanted to relax. But I couldn't. I was scared to meet my roommate. I'm really shy. I hope she likes me.

(part one is DONE. Hope you're liking it so far! please feel free to leave a comment! I love feedback!)