Moving in (Anyone!)

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena gripped the bronze key as she unlatched the door. She had just gotten the key to her room and wasn't sure what it would look like. Right now she wouldn't have a roommate, but she hoped she'd get someone who didn't mess up the entire room. The dark haired girl swung open the door, her eyes first catching two beds, then a large desk, 2 small dressers at the foot of each bed, and a table. Cirena set down her two large suitcases on the floor and put a large, semi flat box underneath her bed. She sat down on the bed, absently gnawing on a fingernail. " Well, I'd better unpack." She mumbled to herself. Cirena carefully took her neatly folded clothes out of one of the cases and she put them into the dresser, her bracelets' chiming being the only sound in the room. After Cirena put away everything in the first suitcase, she flipped open her other one to reveal everything to put on her bed. Cirena made her bed quickly as she stood back to look at her side of the room. It was pretty.. her bed the colour of emeralds, nicely matching the dark brown dresser, but the walls were plain white. " Arghh.." Cirena muttered as she opened a drawer and pulled 2 rolled up papers out of it. She picked up some sticky tack from between them and stuck the posters on the wall. "Aww yeah." She said outloud. Cirena opened the door then, and sat on the corner of her bed as she stared through the open door for someone to pass by or claim the bed beside hers.

[Arren Wisher]

{{Heys Dreams ^_^ Wanna be roomies? xD}}

[x/Cirena__]

(( Sure! ^___^ btw; I luff your siggy.. my friend had that picture at her site.. or one that looked like that which I stole from her cause it was awesome =P))

[Arren Wisher]

{{ xD Ks, I'll have Arren move ins I luffs it too x]}}

Arren was /gradually/ making her way to her new room. Unfortunatley, that whole clumsy thing got in her way. A lot. She swore under her breath as she dropped one of her suitcases for the eleventh time. Of course, the one with her laptop and sketchpads had to get trashed. She held a suit case in her left hand, and a Vente Vanilla Bean Frapp in the other. So, deciding to get creative, with her left foot she looped the handle bar around her foot and very akwardly hopped towards her new room. What a great start! /sarcasism/ When she got to her new dorm, she noticed the door was already open. At least she wasn't alone! She set the suitcase on her foot down, and walked into the room, her eyes scanning every detail behind her tinted glasses. She placed her Vanilla Bean Frapp on the dressed o her side of the room, and chucked her suitcase on her bed. She then retreived her other suitcase, and gently set this one against the wall. She sighed and sat on her bed, turning off her iPod, and /finally/ turning to her new room mate. She smiled, and raised a hand in greetings. "Mornin, I'm Arren Wisher. Call me whatever you feel like," She said in a friendly tone, her warm personality shining through. Then she turned to her suitcase, opened it, and began to place her clothes in her dresser, flicking the odd sketching pencil to her bed. Her dark brown hair was tied loosely in a high ponytail, keeping her hair from her face.

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena stared at Arren as if it was the first time she had ever seen a human before. The girls deep green eyes surveyed everything about the girl who had walked it, then she shook her and and gave a light smile. "Hi.. I'm Cirena. Cirena Lee." She said, watching as Arren placed clothes in the dresser. When she saw the pencil, she wondered what kind of a person Arren was. Was she artistic? A study nerd? Or maybe just a normal person? At least shes not some shallow poser. Cirena thought to herself, as she smoothed down her hair. "So.." She said to Arren, her eyes still on the pencil. " Do you like draw or something?" Cirena asked. She sounded like some loser the way she'd said it. Man.. I'm better at talking to people than this. I hope I didn't sound rude. She thought to herself, once again running a hand through her non-frizzy hair.

[Arren Wisher]

Arren closed the top shelf (can't remember what they're called >_>) and turned back to Cirena. She smiled. "Uh huh, artist. Self taught...See the tattoo on my arm?" She said, lifting her left arm to reveale the black shadow of a dragon wrapped around her upper arm. "I designed it myself. Get great discounts...Even if it was that time only," She mused, plopping back down on her bed, this time with her other suitcase. She opened it, and took out a fairly new laptop. On the front of it, was a celtic design, no doupt Arren had drawn that as well. She placed her laptop on her pillow, and left her suitcase open. Of course, it was full of other sketchpads. She placed the pencils on her bed in her suitcase. She reached for her Vanilla Bean Frapp and took a deep sip. Gotta love Starbucks... She would never willingly show anyone else her sketchbooks. Why? Because they portraied too much emotion! Like for instance, almost every second picture had a familliar figure, of someone Arren liked...A lot. But like she would ever tell anyone.

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena looked at the tattoo and her eyebrows rose. "Impressive." She said. Cirena thought low of tattoos, but she had to admit Arren's was pretty cool. Cirena continued to watch Arren sorting through her things. Her eyes flickered over the laptop as she remembered she had her own too. A new one bought especially for her for school. Cirena got many things because her parents had lots of money, but she wasn't a shallow snob about it- she enjoyed it, but didn't brag about it. "Oh no!" Cirena said, flipped off of the bed, as she knelled down on the floor, reaching down underneath her bed. She pulled out a semi flat cardboard box, which seemed to have a weird shape. Cirena plopped down on the bed and set it beside her as she carefully began to open it. I wonder what it is.. She thought to herself. Her parents had given her a gift for having to been away for so long, but they told her to take it with her to her school and open it there. Cirena's fingers pulled the carboard apart as she gasped. It was a beautiful black, white and light blue electric guitar, still in plastic. Cirena ran her hands over it, in a trace. She snapped out of it as she heard Arren sip her drink. "Ohmph." Cirena just said, as if she had been deep in conversation and forgotten.

[Arren Wisher]

Arren got off her bed, and stood behind Cirena, her lips still on the straw of her drink. She smiled. "Wow, that's a nice guitar! Do you play? Well duh, course ya do...I myself play the drums, and I'm pretty good at it, if I do say so myself," She mused, bending her legs to get a better look at the electric guitar. Arren had learned drums from her uncle, who was a amazing drummer in a band no one had really heard of. Arren's uncle had bought her a new drum set for her last birthday, and she had it in storage, for her parents didn't like her drum playing. They didn't really like anything she did, from drawing ("You need to get a better career choice") to drumming ("You call that music?"). Arren's uncle was rich, and he had also bought her the laptop. She would never ask for money, but her uncle Mark just gave her a lot of gifts, because he's pretty much the only person in her family who supports her.

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena nodded. "Yeah. I began lessons when I was in fifth grade." She said. " I also play piano and sing." She hesitated, hoping she wasn't bragging. "Drums? Thats pretty cool!" She said, smiling. Cirena had tryed drums before- not her strong spot. She had accedently broken one of the sticks somehow, but had wandered away before anyone in the store had caught her. Before she had moved, Cirena had been in a band with one of her 2 of her friends. Her best friend, Stacy, had played bass and was the back up singer, while Cirena's other friend Ashlee had played drums. Now as she thought of it, Cirena had been the one to keep them together, for some reason Ashlee and Stacy would always fight about everything. After Cirena moved, Stacy had called her telling her that Ashlee had switched school (And Stacy seemed happy..) and that she wouldn't remake the band unles Cirena was there. Cirena looked at Arren, "So, are you new here or just moved dorms for this year?" She asked her, her bracelets again chiming as she rubbed her eye for a moment.

[Arren Wisher]

Arren smiled and put up her index and middle finger. "This is my second year at Troy, and this is a new dorm for me, I was on the Senior floor last year...For some strange reason..." She mused. Her last year was...Rememberable. Apparently, the Freshman rooms were all filled, and she was rooming with a Senior. Hadn't been that bad though, she met a lot of friends because of her Roomie last year, most of which were Seniors and had graduated. Some of her friends were Seniors this year. "So...You gotta boyfriend?" She asked, an amused smile on her face. It was a normal question, and she figured, what else was there to say?

[x/Cirena__]

A blush crept up Cirena's cheeks as she shook her head. "Heh.. no.." She said. Why did everyone always ask that? Did she like, look like some girl who had a billion boyfriends? Maybe it was just a question for small talk. I'll go with that. She thought, brushing her bangs out of her eyes. "How about you..?" She asked, a playful tone caught in her voice. Cirena looked over Arren again, trying to see her through the eyes of a guy. For some people, Cirena could plainly see if they were pretty or ugly. But Arren was one of the few percent that Cirena didn't have an opinion of. I can bet she has more luck with guys than moi. Cirena thought. She had only been asked out once in her life, and only crushed on once by a boy when she was in grade 5. But that boy didn't count cause he liked EVERY girl she knew. Cirena snapped out of her thoughts, her deep eyes focusing on Arren.

[Arren Wisher]

Arren blinked, her cheeks starting to flush at the question. "Well..I, Uh...No...But I ah...I kinda sorta like someone..." She mumbled, her words a jumble as she tried to speak. She got really embarrased about these sort of things. She sat down on her rump, and set her Vanilla Bean Frapp beside her, running a hand through her dark brown hair. No one really knew who Arren liked, but they knew she liked someone. Her friends knew that if they could take a look through her sketchpads, they'd see at least five different life-like pictures of him. But Arren never let anyone near her sketchbooks. Only her little brother knew who she liked, because he had snuck into her room and looked through a sketchpad while Arren was sleeping. Yes, Arren was shy about the relationship stuff.

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena's curisosity shot up. "Ooo! Well.. who is it?" She asked. In her mind she doubted Arren would tell her.. they've only known each other for what, five mintues? But Cirena always did things like that- asking questions she doubted would be answered. Cirena's eyes were wide, as if she had never met someone who liked someone else. She herself, had had crushes before, and she kept to herself with them too... except, the only person she told was Stacy. I miss Stacy.. It had already been half a year since she and Stacy had last hung out, and Cirena missed all the fun they'd have. They called each other a few times, but it wasn't the same as face to face. As Cirena watched Arren, almost bursting from wonder of what the girl would say, Cirena murmured a song in her head. She would listen to her mp3 later.. maybe even play some guitar too.

[Arren Wisher]

Arren pushed the tips of her index fingers together, and bit her lip slightly. Should she tell Cirena? Maybe later... "That's for me to know, and you to find out," She replied with a friendly wink. She smiled and got to her feet, grabbing her now empty drink and placing it on her dresser. She paused, and turned back to Cirena. "So, hey, you need a place to practice your guitar or something? 'Cause I've got a little place where my drum set is set up...I go there a lot. It's this abandoned warehouse thing, but my uncle helped me spiff it up. Maybe I'll open a Coffee Shop or something there later on, but for now, I just practice...I could show you there if you want later on...?" She said, pulling two drum sticks from her open suitcase. Both of which she had carved vine like designs into themm=.

[x/Cirena__]

Cirena gave a small laugh at Arren's answer. Her eyes flickered as she heard Arren's invite. "Sure. That'd be awesome!" She said, flashing her a big smile. She had thought about looking for an empty classroom to practice in, but Arren's idea was better. Cirena's eyes gradually turned to the large silver clock that hung above the door. "Oh no!" She said, jumping to her feet as she sifted through her dresser. " I have to go sign up for my extra class!" Cirena smoothed her hair down as she picked up a small binder and stepped towards the door. "Anyways, nice meeting you Arren, but I really need to get to the office!" She said, giving the other girl a smile and wave as she flew walked out quickly, turning down the hall.

TO: Ze office =O xD

[Arren Wisher]

Arren waved good-bye to Cirena as she left and smiled. Finally a friend her own age! She sighed and closed her suitcase, deciding to go take a look around. She had already signed up for her extra, art of course. She reached for her iPod, and put on the song Red Flag by Billy Talent, before pocketing her room key and leaving the room, making sure to lock up. She wondered if anyone else was up and about...

To: Somewhere

[x/Cirena__]

ooc: Can our room be room #16? XD