Keeping Away From Others; Open To Room mates.

[Isobel DeLuca]

Isobel strode down the corridor towards the dorm room but was delayed by a mixed group of people blocking the corridor. An angry sigh escaped her lips as she tried and failed to get through. Most of the group was talking loudly and hadnt seen the brightly dressed Isobel, although the couple of people who had; began staring at her with a raised eyebrow. Isobel wore a canary yellow dress that had a zebra stripe pattern peice of cloth that was tied around her waste, To keep her warm she had put on a black denim jacket and accessoried with a black and red necklace. Overall the effect was a bit much at first especially with her Midnight Black hair colour, that had violent pink streaks through it. "Move" Isobel growled raising her voice now, her ice blue eyes glared at the ones in the group staring at her; a couple of people moved out of the way just enough for Isobel to push her way through the crowd.

Once she reached the dorm room, Isobel pulled out her key from her jacket pocket; she put it into the hole the turned it, a quiet click could be heard before Isobel pushed the door open and walked in. Without Looking around she shut the door behind her. Isobel had done her best to keep herself away from others, especially her room mates; although she had come across one of them, she didnt remember what their name was. Isobel made her way across the room towards her room while putting her keys back into her light yellow bag, However the message tone on her phone vibrated so Isobel came to a halt as she fumbled through her bag to find it.

[Elsa Brandon]

Elsa had been out shopping during the day, only during her shopping spree she had bumped into an old friend. Her and her old friend got chatting away, about life, about boys - most noticeably for Elsa, Leon and Mitchell. They had had a few drinks and the lightweight that Elsa was had taken over in a fit of girlish giggles and gossiping conversations. She wasn’t sure what the time was but as she returned to the mall with handfuls of bags a smile was still strewn across her face.

She was wearing a pair of black jeggings and an oversized black and white tee, spaghetti type fastenings on the back, alongside some gold ankle length gladiator sandals and gold accessories. It was her casual outfit for the day, she would change soon though, she wanted to go on a date either with Mitch or Leon. Mitch was a lot harder to date but Leon was pretty easy to date so she was pretty sure it would Leon for the win tonight. As Elsa walked into the dorm room she dropped her bags by the door and looked up, finding something highly out of place. The girl in the room was not a girl she’d seen before but in comparison to her other roommates style this one was also a bit weird. Elsa let out a loud laugh as she stumbled further into the room, her hand twirling through one of the curls in her hair. ”Seriously!” she exclaimed as she walked towards the stranger, ”That outfit does not go with your hair! And your hair doesn’t go with you... I should give you a makeover because that banana look just doesn’t work!” she exclaimed, grinning wildly. Alcohol and Elsa didn’t mix at all, she was a nice girl but she knew a lot about fashion and whilst she would usually keep those things quiet it didn’t happen once she’d had a drink. ”Oh my God, you have to let me take a photo of you to send to Ash and my boyfriend! They’d so freak.” Well Ash definitely would, as for Leon – the boy whom she was referring to when she called him her boyfriend, although there was nothing official, he probably wouldn’t appreciate the true meaning that Elsa was trying to get across through the picture. But she could explain it to him all later so it was no biggie. She was tempted to send it to Mitch too but she was slightly reluctant. He was maybe too old to be involved in her childish drunken games.

[Isobel DeLuca]

Isobel jumped in suprise when she heard the door close not expecting to run into anyone. She spun around quickly with her ice blue eyes narrowed, glaring when she saw Elsa and she began laughing about what she was wearing. "Well I guess most people dont appreciate how different my clothes are compared to what females wear these days" Isobel growled her temper flaring up, her tone of voice was cold with a certain amount of harshness behind it. Taking a small step forward towards Elsa, she dropped her bag that made a small thud on the ground; the things inside the bag lay forgotten. Isobel sniffed the air then crinkled her nose mockingly although a small pang in her chest reminded her of her mother, Isobel hid her true feelings well. "Is that alcohol I smell? Do you need it to make yourself gain confidence, because it doesnt look like its working." She said while raising an eyebrow at her mockingly.

"Who are you anyway?" She demanded a minute later now placing her pale hands on her hips, Isobel wondered wether the stranger actually lived in this dorm room or wandered in drunkingly having forgotten where their own dorm room was. However if she actually lived in this one, Isobel wasnt going to be to thrilled about it. She didnt think she could handle the tension even though she was good at showing now emotions, once in awhile they got the better of her and she would have a break down. 'But maybe this girl isnt as bad when she is sober' Isobel thought to herself as she looked Elsa up and down with her ice blue eyes. "I think I have wasted enough time talking to a drunk, I have much better things to do." She said bending down to grab her bag on the floor, having just remembered it was there.

[Elsa Brandon]

Elsa raised an eyebrow up at this monster, she wasn’t about to take her being cheeky after all Elsa had Mitchell and Mitchell knew everything. She smiled slyly as she approached Isobel, this was going to be one war she would most certainly win, even if she was stumbling about a fair bit. But this girl sucked at clothes and in Elsa’s drunken state it was certainly no excuse. She clumsily headed towards her, her grin growing over her features as her heels kept her unbalanced as the alcohol circled through her blood stream. ”That’s because your clothes are ugly. I mean seriously did you dress in the dark?!” Elsa grimaced. She didn’t know why she’d been placed in a dorm with such weird dressers, with the other girls she’d been polite and not judged them, but with Isobel she just couldn’t stand by this grossness. ”Oh no, to gain confidence I just look at ugly girls like you!” She sneered viciously. She put her hands on her hips, glaring down Isobel as she made attempts to mock her, although Elsa couldn’t get her head around it. She paused for a few minutes as she tried to think through it, how did she not seem confident, she was sure that she was radiating with confidence, so what did that mean? Elsa frowned for a moment and then shook her head simply. ”You make no sense, ugly girl.” she concluded.

Elsa rolled her eyes, ”Gee, you’re clearly retarded.” She spat bitterly. ”My name is Elsa Brandon, but you should know that.” How could she not know that? Elsa hung around with Ashley and everyone knew who Ashley was, on top of that she was on a lot of the female sports teams and she was secretly scoring Coachie Mitchell behind everyone’s back. ”Excuse me!” Elsa yelled as she grabbed a hold of the other girl’s shoulder, twisting her back around. ”You have not wasted any time speaking to me, in fact I’m just getting started.” She lifted her hand towards the other girls face, slapping her fiercely. ”Ha, take that!” She let out a chuckling laugh.