Chapter 1: Introduction
The college dorm was unnaturally quiet. At least it seemed that way to Henrietta, still adjusting to the fluttering nerves that danced within the pit of her stomach. Dropping yet another sundry item beside her blanked-out suitcases, she pauses to stretch. Promising myself that she'd unpack and arrange her little slice of heaven on Earth later, she glanced around the room.
Roaming her gaze, she studied the space she'd reside in for at least the next nine months.
The first thing that jumped out at her was the tidiness of it all, almost too tidy for her liking. That must be Samantha's touch. Then, there was her side of the room, filled to the brim with her personal belongings.
The walls were painted in a neutral hue, adorned with an impressive gallery of artwork that she suspected her roommate had put up. Indeed, it seemed like Samantha had already taken the lead in furnishing the place, with a collection of books on assorted bookshelves.
Colorful shawls and quirky accessories were draped over the back of her desk chair. As Henrietta moved further into her space, she noticed what looked like a carefully curated art corner, filled with paints, brushes, and a fully-equipped easel.
Her roommate obviously had a creative streak, and Henrietta felt a sudden spark of curiosity as she wondered what masterpieces she might produce. She smiled at the thought that she and Samantha might be able to bond over their shared interests.
Drawing in a deep breath, Henrietta scanned the area, making sure she knew where her possessions should find their new home. Satisfied, she moved to the bed next to a small desk and pulled out her cellphone. Her heart warmed with the texts from Mom and Dad, wishing her luck on her new adventure.
Just as she picked up a few pieces of garment from her suitcase, a wild cheer rang out through the hallway, pulling her from her momentary peace.
Scattered groups of students drifted by her door, energized voices trailing after them. With their laughter spilling out of each room, Henrietta couldn't help but feel even younger amongst them, her time in high school not too far behind her. It was a stark reminder that she would be forced into the college scene soon enough.
Before she could start contemplating this, the door creaked open, revealing Samantha:
"Hey! You must be my roomie, Henrietta! I didn't hear you come in.