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Loving The Feeling

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Chapter 1 - chapter 1 Camelia

"Just remember that you can call me whenever you get lonely or need me for anything" mother kissed my forehead as I got out of the car to start my new year at the college dorm.

"I won't forget" I patted her hand as she smiled warmly

She waved to me as I took out my form they mailed to me for my acceptance into Morgantown University which is in West Virginia.

I step into the building for the dorms and a woman takes me to the desk.

A man sits there with glasses and a bored look on his face as I walk over he looks up "Can I help you?"

I smile "Yes, I just got accepted into the dorm and am going to the university" I hand him the acceptance letter

His eyes skin over it and he grabs a key from the desk "Here is the key and your dorm room has a roommate"

I take it and wave as he resumes his work

My room is on the third floor 591B and as I unlock my door I hear voices behind me and the door behind me opens to reveal a girl with tears down her face. She notices me staring and so she wipes them.

"Hey, are you okay?" I ask her

She nods "Yes I am just getting over a breakup"

I gasp "That so sad I am sorry"

She shakes her head "He was a dick anyway"

She smiles "My name is Abigail Walters what's your name?"

I shake her hand "Um my name is Camelia Lynnwood"

She looks down the hall "I gotta go to my OB-GYN so I'll see you tomorrow"

I nod and turn to my door and unlock it slowly turning the knob. There are 2 beds inside the large room and a separate room with a bathroom and a large kitchen and even a TV with a game set up.

I hear the shower running and smell means Axe deodorant. I go to the side of the room where an empty bed rests but notice writing on the wall. I sit down and read it: Regret You.

I don't know who would write that but time to get unpacked.

When I was younger I was obsessed with keeping things clean and orderly. My mother would scold me for losing something she needed or when I misplaced an item I wasn't supposed to move.

The shower turns off and a boy about my age or older steps about while he dries his white hair.

He scoffs "Are you my new roommate?"

I nod

He takes a look up and down my figure and looks at me again "Your not gonna stay here are you?"

I nod

He growls frustratingly "My god, are you a bed wetter? Witch? Vampire?" he asks

I stifle a laugh and shake my head

He smiles briefly but then gets his clothes to change in the bathroom and doesn't say a word

When I finish packing I take a nap.