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[maisie meyers]

The fourth floor seemed empty to Maisie over the past few days. People started to fill in but nothing has really seemed to happen, like the clam before the storm. Maybe it was because a lot of people were still making new friends and figuring out who they would want to hang out with, in a safe manner before pushing the limit. Either way Maisie was still bored out of her mind. Staring at the ceiling and listening to music just wasn’t cutting it for the blonde. She had to find something to do or else she could go crazy, or just get drunk by herself or something along those lines. Maisie stood from her place on the ground and walked out the door.

With each number she passed she thought about the people who lived inside of them. 406, that was London, and a part of her knew that he wasn’t there and it wasn’t worth bothering him anyway. He could be doing something musically important. Maisie had always wished she was musically gifted, but she wasn’t, unless you call being able to work a stereo talent. 407 was Aaron and somehow she didn’t feel like talking to him either. Maisie stopped at the next door looking at the number on it for a minute. 408, Maisie didn’t know who lived in 408, but the blonde was about to find out.

“Hello? Is anyone in there?” Maisie said as she knocked on the door. She didn’t exactly say it very loudly, after all what if they were sleeping, and it would be rude to wake them up. She just wanted something to say as she hit the door.

[adalae parker]

Addy was currently sitting at her desk, on her laptop searching deleting message after message in her email list. Whoever came up with the idea that when you get a message/comment/friend request on myspace they would send you an email, was an idiot. She could not believe how many messages she had received since she left home. And now the problem was going through her email and deleting the ridiculous amount of reminders they had sent her. Seriously, if you were on myspace enough you would know when you got something and if you weren't then you didn't deserve to have one. At least that was the way Addy saw it.

Her left foot was propped up on the desk next to her laptop and Guns and Roses was blaring from her speakers. She bounced her foot to the beat of Welcome to the Jungle, typing away on her laptop until the song was over. She heard a faint knocking on her door that scared the small blond girl shit less. She jumped and her chair flew backwards onto the floor along with her tiny frame. She blinked a few times and laughed before she hopped up off the ground and over to the door to find out who it was. She wasn't expecting anyone, and she hadn't really befriended anyone either. She pulled the door open and there was another blond girl standing in front of her.

Addy smiled sweetly, not knowing who this girl was or what her purpose for being here was. But she had no reason to judge her as of yet. And she seemed ok, "Are you here for Bambi?" a logical question in Adalae's mind. She had never seen the girl in front of her before so she was just asking if she was here to see her roommate. If not, then Addy would welcome the chance to meet someone new. She loved making friends and so far this girl seemed nice.

[maisie meyers]

As she waited for the door to open Maisie listened for sounds coming from the inside of the dorm. If someone was coming, that sort of thing, all she could hear was the hum of music leaking its way out the cracks in the door. Maisie found that she able to recognize the song that was playing on the inside. Welcome to the Jungle by Guns n Roses. Although Maisie has never been musically talented, she sure did listen to enough of it. When you have five brothers who each like different styles of music you live a life of variety.

Her thoughts were interrupted when the door opened, and there was a younger looking blonde girl in front of her. "Are you here for Bambi?" Maisie paused to think; was she here for Bambi? Wait, Maisie didn’t even know who Bambi was. “You keep cartoon deer’s in your dorm?” Maisie asked with a shocked look on her face. It seemed like a fun thing to joke about. She didn’t know anyone who hasn’t seen that movie. Hell her grandparents probably watched that movie when they were young. “No I’m Maisie, I live just down the hall.” Maisie said pointing in the direction she had come from.

Maisie looked over the girl, added in her current music choice, and came to the conclusion that this girl was going to be alright. Well she had better be more then alright, after all this was the fourth floor. If she wasn’t, well then she would be by the end of the year. “Are you a freshman?”