Abigail's POV
Today is the fresher's orientation, so we are supposed to meet somewhere on
campus. I can't recall the name of the place, but I know how to get there. I'm
not great at remembering roads and names; they tend to slip my mind easily.
I'm truly excited about today, yet at the same time, I feel a sense of fear
creeping in. What if I struggle to make friends? What if others perceive me as
a strange outsider? Negative thoughts swirl in my mind, but deep down, I
believe that everything will work out in the end.
I arrived at school 20 minutes ago and noticed there aren't many students
around. I spotted a few who didn't even spare me a glance, but I didn't mind at
all.
"It seems like we arrived much earlier," a beautiful voice
interrupted my reverie, bringing me back to reality.
I turned around only to see a very beautiful girl
standing right behind me. She possessed eyes as deep and enchanting as the
ocean, framed by cascading locks of chestnut brown that resembled the swirling
colors of the sky at dawn. Yet, it was her radiant smile that had the power to
illuminate even the darkest of days, captivating all who beheld it. Her facial
features were nothing short of exquisite, and to merely label her as beautiful
would be a disservice to her unparalleled charm and grace.
"Hi, I'm Aria," she chimed, straightening out her hands
with an enchanting smile.
I
smiled back and took her hands.
"Abigail,"
I replied.
"Welcome
to Mystic Heights University, Abi," she said.
"I
guess welcome to you too, and thank you," I replied with a smile.
"Oh, look who we have here! You left me sleeping at home. You're so wicked,
Aria. You didn't even bother to wake me up," a boy approached us with a playful
complaint.
"When you chose to party last night, weren't you aware that today would be our
first day in college?" Aria responded.
How
can people be this beautiful? How can they look so flawless, as if they are
from another world?
"Wow, who do we have here? I'm Ryan, her older brother," he said,
reaching out his hand for a handshake.
I
don't need to ask because the resemblance is striking. It's evident that their
smiles and features are inherited. His presence was a harmony of perfection, a
vision so captivating that it reflected timeless beauty.
I took his hand.
"Abigail,"
I smiled in return.
"Nice
name," he complimented.
"Thank
you."
"He's
not my older brother; we are twins. He just happened to be born before me,"
Aria corrected.
"Whatever,"
replied Ryan, with a hint of playful sarcasm.
Shortly after, the orientation commenced, showcasing various campus locations
like the canteen, school library, departments, different sports sections, and
more.
I
have to say, Aria and Ryan are a delight to be around, constantly engaging in
playful banter and arguments about everything.
After the orientation, we hung out in a casual setting and got to know each
other better.
This
is their home country, they come from a family of five – two boys and one girl
(Aria) – and they reside at home instead of in the hostel. Interestingly, we
all share the same major.
"I'm
starving; let's grab something to eat," Ryan suggested.
"Same here, let's go," I agreed with him.
We
headed towards the school canteen.
"It's been great meeting you, Abigail. I forgot to ask for your number so we
can stay in touch. And don't forget, we have classes tomorrow. Don't be late
for our first college lecture," Aria said, smiling warmly.
"Sure,
I'll be on time. It was lovely meeting you too, Aria," I replied with a smile.
We
exchanged numbers and followed each other on social media,
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"When
I got to my room, I found it open. I went inside and saw a girl there.
"Hello,"
she said, waving.
"Hi,"
I replied, feeling confused.
"Oh,
you're my roommate, right?" she asked.
"Yes,
I am," I answered. I had completely forgotten she was supposed to move in
today.
"I'm
Nova, and you are?" she asked.
"I'm
Abigail," I said with a smile.
After
exchanging pleasantries, I changed into my comfortable clothes and went to
sleep.