Jordan fixed his shirt, wiping the hair out of his eyes as he narrowed them. "I always end up paying, my love. Don't act like you don't know it. I don't brag saying I have a fortune, yet if the other takes too long... Well you know for a fact I'll pull my mastercard out." He smiled, and seconds later they pulled up at the school. "Help me unload?"


(( VAHN SAID TURNED TO HER BUT TO HIM I'M A BOY REMEMBER?! xD ))
Aisha stroked her short hair out of her face, nodding at Vahn. "Yeah, I hope the party will be alright. Yet, everyone approaching you in their own way? Sexually or just normally?" Oh yeah! Hot life boy x boy action in MY dorm tonight! "And what do you mean awkward experience? Is bumping into people that bad? Should you not bump into people, even if it was an accident? And it's okay to ramble or talk, I'm a pretty good listener. I have one friend who'se tranferred here too, so we might get to see each other lots." Aisha glanced around the room as she nodded. "Yep. That's everything. I'm going to unpack later on." Hearing the soft text message ringtone, Aisha slid her hand down her messenger bag, feeling around with the tips of her fingers as he found it. Sliding her fingertips over the screen of her Samsung Jet, she read the text before answering it.

"Hey girly. Up and running. How bout yourself? Amor <3"

After sending the text, she threw her phone back into the bag, almost wanting to slap herself for the head since the bag was stuffed and the phone would easily slide all the way down again.

Amelia ran the tips of her fingers through her locks as she continued to drive the straightners through the chunk. She was in the middle of listening to "Sexy Bitch" by Akon ft. David Guetta on her iPod Touch when she heard a vibration sound, along with the sound "Waaalll-Eeee" message tone go off.

Not paying any attention due to having her earphones in, Amelia continued to dance around whilst singing loudly and straightening her hair.

"Waaaaalllll-Eeeee... !" The phone vibrated again, landing with a thud onto the floor with the rest of todays' dirty clothing.

Hearing the thud, Amelia quickly pulled her earphones out from each ear, glancing down towards the ground noticing the text message go off again.

She sighed, gently placing the hair straightner down on its' heat protecting mat before kneeling down and picking the phone up. She brushes the tip of her left thumb over it as the message opens.

She grins to herself once reading the message and flicks to responding.

"All good up in here. Sharing a dorm with a hottie ! I'm in P1. Which dorm are you in & do you know who you're staying with '? Zwei xx" She clicks "send", responding instantly before throwing the phone back onto the bed with her other stuff and heading back to straighten her hair.

Though she said she'd unpack later on, knowing there was a party she needed time to pick an outfit. She had opened the suitcase with male clothing and accessories, her dress up trunk per say. She wiped her bangs out of her face as she grabbed out several jeans and shirts. As she stared at them she noticed the fact she had only skinny jeans an no wide pair of jeans, something which made her doubt. If I'm oughtta wear a skinny jeans I might end up harassed and assaulted. N-Nah.. They wouldn't be that bad. I'm positive they're not.

Trying to match several outfits, she heard her phone jingle, once again. She figured it must've been her friend who had texted her back. She slid her hand down her bag again, happy to find out the phone was laying on top of the clutter that was in it. She touched the screen, going into her inbox to read the text. Silly girl.

"OhMiGawrsh! Lucky you. Stuck with a clone of my brother yet he's cute persona wise and height wise. Dorm O1, 's that close to you? Amor <3"

After sending the text, she decided to throw the phone onto the bed, where it'd be easier for her to reach. She continued matching up outfits, wanting to find the most casual one out of thirty. Oh boy, wish me luck.

Percival woke up from his nap and yawned loudly. He glanced down at his clothes and said "Shit, the party." He got up and patted down his hair and ran into the bathroom to brush his teeth. "The party started already.. Shit..." He grumbled and scowled at himself, finishing up in the bathroom he headed to the Green dorm.

Unplugging her straightners and allowing them to cool before packing them away, Amelia glances around her room. Ugh... This place definitely needs a good make-over. Maybe I could get Percival to help me out. Watch him work those abs. Oof--! "What are you thinking, Amelia!? You don't know the guy, and he seemed like a right dick and too "full of himself" when you guys met. 'He'll have to do' - Psh', who does he think Craig is? Some low-life git? I don't think so. He'll see a more wilder side to Craig once he settles in.. " She burts out, sighing to herself. Yet, when he took his shirt off right in front of Craig. Oh My Gosh! You should've seen his packs. And he was so sweet with helping to carry my luggage to my room..

Amelia mumbles trying to shake her thoughts off. Been here for less than a day and she's already started talking to herself! She sighs once again, breaking the tense atmosphere between herself as she hears her phone go off.

"Waaaaalll-Eeeeee... !"

She quickly dashes for her phone on the bed once again, throwing her dark skinny jeans down onto the bottom side of the bed with the other pairs as she flicks through her text. She rolls her eyes, feeling as though Aisha put some sarcasm into her text. But knowing Aisha, she had always kept Amelia in place. Looking out for her and such. She was like an older sister to her.

"Um, I don't know. Ask your roomie if it close to mine. &' LOL! Maybe he'll make up for your brother. ; ] Or there could be some hot boy-on-boy action in there for you! I'm trying to pick out what to wear, yet I don't want to wear skinnies just in case the guys see my real feminine figure.. Ugh, this is going to be such a drag ! I hate wearing baggy clothing. Zwei xx"

Ben flicked channels. The guy on the bed never did aknowledge him. Must be tired if he didn't wake up from that. My knuckles hurt, and his doorframe must have a dent in it by now. He settled for something relatively interesting, and turned the volume down, heading over to his room to grab a bag of chips, or another of the snacks he had stashed away in his room. As he passed by the bedroom of the guy who had been showering before, and this time it was quiet. Whoever it was in there might even respond to his knock for once! Wow, even the receptionist lady had been minimally helpful to him, telling him to get the class schedule tomorrow since he had come in so late. He walked over to the open doorway yet again, wincing as he rapped on the frame with his bruised knuckle.
"Hey, you alive in here? I was wanting to know if you had the class schedule, receptionist was being pissy 'cuz I was late, and I would prefer not to have that much more to rush to find out tomorrow."

Percival stopped as he opend his bed room door and came face to face with a another guy. "Hello?" He said with eye brows raised. "Yes I am alive. I was just napping." He frowned at the guy saying "I don't have time to deal with you. I have a party to attend, would you like to tag along with me?"

((I want girl scout cookies now...))

( BE RIGHT BACK ! Got to eat. < 3 )

Aisha wore a skinny jeans, since she has a small butt anyway. All the filling was up on her breasts. She quickly ran into the bathroom with a shirt, locking the door behind her so she was sure Vahn couldn't see her change her top. She adjusted her special bra, her breasts being somewhat squished as she wiggled herself into her shirt, fixing her hair soon after. As she ran back to her room, she heard her phone jingle. Belly diving onto her bed, she smiled, reading Amelia's text. She really is cruel! No one can make up for my brother, the brat has to do so on how own!

"Nah, I can't be assed bugging him. Already invited to a party--Feel my charms?? Btw, what's your boy name again? Mines Jonathon. Yes, him. LOL! Wear skinny, so am I. Show your ass off. You got baggy? Lend me some? Amor <3"


"Hey Vahn, what time is the party again? I want to know how much time I have left." She smiled to herself, knowing she just had to think of a name to flirt without them knowing she's a girl. She had been pretty confident so far, yet he'd been the first guy she met; one she wasn't attracted too. I am eager to meet Meece's dormee though...

((Need Dough, so sorry!))

Holden noticed that neither of the guys were seeming to speak or make any "nice to meet you" notions so Holden decided to do it for them. With a smile he grabbed both of their wrists and pulled them together in a "handshake" "You know when you meet someone you're supposed to be like.." He said, 'shaking their hands.' "Hi nice to meet you." He finished in a falsetto. Seeing that Zander's face looked like it was about to be shined and put on the tomato stand, he stood in between Maverick and Z and dragged him to the couch. "I forgot to even things out!" he joked, kissing Zander's other cheek before hopping off the poor guy and looking for the stereo to plug the iPod in.
Maverick tried to give Z a sympathetic smile, but it was hard to do so when he was being treated like a puppet by some random kid he'd just met. "Sorry." he mouthed, seeing that the kid probably didn't want to be here. He then kind of stood in awe as Holden kissed his "date." 'Are you serious?' his head screamed.
"Are you just going to stand there are are you going to help me find the iPod hookup?" Holden nagged, trying to find it on the entertainment system somewhere.
Maverick took a deep breath. He wasn't even freaking ready for the party. "I don't know where it is." he said, only to be surprised when the blonde kid grabbed him and pushed him towards the entertainment system.
"Then help me look, duh!" he demanded.

Matthew helped Jordan unload the stuff they bought before taking half of it, mostly the fireworks. "Come on, dude! We're late to our own party, and they can't party without booze!" and fireworks... He started running toward their dorms, looking over his shoulder and seeing that Jordan was hurrying as well. Maybe we won't be late after all.

Jordan shook his head at Matthew, who only seemed to take the fireworks. Spoiled brat at times... The booze is heavier. Jordan pouted, hurrying himself also as he finally caught up with Matthew who already stood near the door of their dorm. As Jordan opened the door with his elbow, he almost tumbled over with the booze, yet managed to prevent the booze from being spilt onto the ground. Setting it down safely, he looked up as he glanced over at three boys; Maverick, Holden and someone he hadn't met before. He eyed them, soon after shoving the booze aside a bit. "Matty," he whispered, "who the hell is that one guy, and what the fudge is that Holden thing doing here?" Jordan frowned, crossing his arms as he disagreed having such a piglet in his dorm. Yet then he realized he gave Vahn the option to invite people he knew. So it must've been Vahn's doings then...

Remie bounced her foot up and down in her limo, muttering "Baiser.. maintenant je suis nerveux (Fuck..now I am nervous)." She bit on to her lower lip ran fingers through her hair, she had to trim her hair a bit but because it was already short she didn't have to worry. She designed her undergarments to give her a bit of a bulge down below and she is flat chested even she doesn't have to wear a bra at all, and only had a sports bra on under neath her thin t-shirt and skinny jeans.

The school came into view and she muttered a bit more french curse words, and took a breath as the limo stopped and she got out. The driver carried her luggage for her, being under hunded pouds doesn't give you much upper arm stength. She trailed after the driver and noticed two guys running at full speed across the parking lot. "What?" She titled her head to the side and called out saying "Bonjour," in her girlish voice and she interally cursed herself and coughed with a manlier tone said "Hello!"

((OOC: I had gone back to Amelia/Craig's room, but ok. :) ))

The voice behind him made Benjamin turn. The sleeping guy was no longer sleeping! Great. He thought. Now I look desperate to speak to someone. Oh well, guess I am, afterall.
"Heya. Um. Sure. Happen to have a class schedule for tomorrow? If so i'd like to grab it late and jot it down, the receptionist didn't give me one. When we leavin'?"

((Sorry it is so short, i'm just reacting at this point. o.O ))

Percival glared at the boy and said "The party already started. You'll have plenty of time to get the schedule later. I am Percival and you, my friend, need to get our asses to that party." He pushed past Benjamin and started downstairs to head to the Green dorm. "Come along now!" He yelled over his shoulder.

((Hey Iori, your chara's in P1 but they're supposed to be in P2 ^.^; sorry to confuse you! Your chara already has a roommate who just posted their first post too.))

Holden found the iPod jack, no thanks to Maverick. he plugged the thing in and searched for music worth putting on for the party. He scrolled through the list of bands 'Saosin?! is this kid emo or something?' he thought as he tried to find something worth listening to. Finally he started making a hip hop playlist and set it to the first song on the playlist.
Right when the music came on, which was about the point of which Maverick was about to wring his neck, his roommates came in. He looked over to them with a relieved sigh and rolled his eyes back to Holden, who was mildly entertained with setting up a playlist until he saw the guys come in.
Holden smirked as he noticed the taller boy from the cafe busted in with that red haired guy. "It's about TIME you guys got here jesus, what kind of party is this, that short kid told me the WHOLE school'd be here and this is NOT the whole school." he said, walking up to their bags and starting to go through them. "Where are your decorations?"

EDIT;

She leans back on the bed, hearing two guys just outside.

Quickly diving off the bed, she grasps her skinnies, wiggling her tiny waist into them, strapping four baggy, spiked and buckled belts all neon colours around her waist, along with a pair of lime green and black Adio shoes that she adored so much.

She quickly slides her "special bra on", tucking her breasts in to flatten them before sliding a black netted vest over her slendered torso, a tight checkered lime green, a tint of orange, red and black shirt over. She buttons it up halfway, only revealing part of her exposed chest that was flattened.

Shw quickly shoves the wig on, putting the straightners that weere already turned off over her darkened blonde and caramel bangs. Quickly shoving some gel i nand plastering the hair in hair spray, she slides a yellow, black and green KR3W Skateboard hat over the top, leaving it slant to the side, giving it that messy, but tidy look as the bangs hover partially over each eye.

Amelia turns to her left, staring into the wall mirror before fixing her collar shirt, smiling to herself and winking before picking oup some cologne and spraying herself with it. "Man, do I like fine." She grins to herself, throwing the cologne onto the bed with her other stuff and grabbing her iPod Touch along with her mobile as she reads the text:

"Ah, yeah dude. Come up. I have quite the pair y'know. Perci. Percival Gray? I think, yeah that's it. My ass is packed up tightly in my skins'. Payed 150 for these babies. Do you still get turned on by my sexy British accent? Haha! "Craig" xx" She laughs as she re-reads the text before clicking send and tucking away her phone into her back left pocket and walking out of the room, closing the door behind herself.

"Oh, hey." She speaks up in a "male" tone, testing her "Craig" voice before grabbing her keys out of nowhere and making her way out of her dorm. Great.. now which way do I go?

Benjamin looked down at himself. Designer faded-wash jeans, tight midnight blue longsleeve shirt worn under a brown-and-grey collar-less buttonup t-shirt. Black unadorned choker, brand-new black nikes. Yeah, he was presentable, he supposed.
"Alright then. I'm comin'." he said, walking fast to keep up with Percival. This guy was a bit on the... blunt side, but he wasn't necessarily rude, per-se. As they walked, he took out a pocket-sized comb and ran it through his hair a bit, just to get out the tangles acquired from driving for six hours to get here. Wow. I reallys should have made an effort to show up earlier. Oh well.

Percival walked down the stairs and scrambled towards the Green dorm. He noticed a someone in the parking lot and ignored them, conintuing on his way. "What is your name, old chap?" He turned to glance back at the guy following him.

Matthew stared at Holden, a bit shocked. "Decorations? What?" He blinked a few times. "You haven't been in lots of parties, have you?" He chuckled before adding, "All we need is music and booze and this party will be a success." Not to mention I also have fireworks... But that should be left as a surprise. He laughed some more. "So, are you guys just gonna stand there or are you going to help us with the stuff? Who knows how much time we have before everyone starts coming!"

((OOC: @The Tallest Building Ever: I know i'm in P2, I just assumed that the rooms in a dormitory shared a central area or something. The description of Purple dorms doesn't give much to go on so I had to guess. My apologies. o.O))

"Benjamin Lere, but call me... pretty much whatever you like. Names aren't all that important to me. Most people stick with Ben, or Benny, or whatnot. So where are we headed, exactly?" After replacing the comb in his pocket, he withdrew his cellphone, checked the time, and put it back. "And man, are they getting started early this year. Last year it didn't start for another two and a half hours."
He thought as they completed the walk about his previous year. Had he seen this Percival before?
"Hey Perc, you went here your previous years?"

Percival said "Pleasure to meet you, Benjamin." He scowled saying "To a party, if you must know, it is at the Green dorm." He combed through his blonde hair with his fingers and said with a slight chuckle "I was in France, South Africa, Greece for high school." He sighed a bit saying, "I should go into my senior year this year but because Frances' learner system is different, my batty old grandmother sealed my fate and put my 11th."

Holden raised an eyebrow at Matthew. "Okay Mr. Party Connesuir. You're so right? Oh my god! Did you even realize how RIGHT you were? Wow. I'm so wrong... because you've never been to a party with decorations before." He mocked and then darted his eyes over to Jordan with a smirk and turned around as he dropped the bag, which only contained fireworks. "And don't be calling me useless. I got the music going, and I WAS going to put up decorations, but I'm SOOOO WRONG that I didn't realize that NOBODY EVER puts up decorations for a party."
Maverick looked at the bag of booze. 'I need a drink already and the party hasn't even started.' he thought. "What should I do?" he asked.

"Well you mentioned the party part, smart one. I meant what dorm, but your too late now, the only dorm over here is Green." he smiled as he said it, to show he was only picking. "Regardless. Who is running this party? Comeone, be social, lets talk!" He smiled. Man, he missed having people to talk to. Out where he spent his vacations he tended to not make as many friends due to his job. Here at school he could really relax, as long as he stayed on top of his classes.

Jordan eyed Holden, lifting him up as he threw him on the couch. "Don't touch my stuff like they're yours. Ask. Also don't be rude to the ones hosting this party or you'll end up in your own dorm reading fairy tales. I don't give a damn weither you left your manners at home or not. I have my limits, DON'T cross them. " He glanced over at Maverick. "Mav, mind helping me placing the booze?" Turning around, Jordan lifted a bundle of booze again, walking with them into mini kitchen placing them in the back. Grabbing out the packages of condoms and a bowl from one of the cabinets, he walked back to the others, placing the bowl on the table as he started opening up the packages. He had several types of condoms; normal, super, pleasure max. Nothing out of the odd. Jordan walked back into the kitchen as he grabbed a crate with beer.


Aisha, who had already finished her outfit with a cute looking had, received another text from her friend. She smiled.

"Oh baby, so sexy. Accents <3 Spare those buttocks for me. Amor <3"

"Yo Vahn, I'll be back in a bit. Or well, just gonna wander on campus. You can go to the party without me, I'll end up there sooner or later, kay? Bye!" Aisha hurried herself out of the dorm, wiping her forehead. No sweat, perfect. As she walked down the halls of the school, she noticed a white haired looking cutie. Just my type, just my luck! Aisha hurried herself over at him. "Ehm... Hi. I just saw you standing here, and I must say you like fabulous sonnyboy! Wanna share looks in a locker room?"