Work in Progress

Chapter 1

" Mom I said I'll be fine, really you've done enough," I try my best to say this with no annoyance in my tone but some may have just peeked through. I've just finished moving all my things into my dorm room, but putting all my shit away will be a different story. My mom has been an amazing help; she even flew to Los Angeles from New York. Now that's commitment! Maybe I should have gone to school in New York but I just needed change. I mean I've always lived there but never really lived.

" Now Nessa are you positive? You know I'm staying at a hotel 10 minutes away?" My mother chirps

" My god mom I know and I'll call if I find the need for your assistance." I say with more annoyance than the first."

I hug my mother on her way out and tell her I love her; you know the normal stuff. Or at least I think is normal but that's another story.

Here I am, my new home for the next four years UCLA. This will be quite the adventure I presume, at least I want it to.

I begin putting my clothes into their tiny closet, at least there isn't too many. maybe I should have asked mother dearest to stay... no I can do this myself, I have been for awhile. I groan slightly after I come to the realization that this must be finished before my roommate moves in tomorrow.

At around 6ish I decide it time to eat, mainly because I am continuing to procrastinate unpacking. I grab my school lanyard and cellphone and head out into the mess of college. I walk into the cafeteria and mindlessly grab something to eat. I take a seat at some random table and eat as fast as I can. I'm really not in the mood to be introducing myself to these people, even though I am these people.

As I stand up to throw the remainder of my food out I get bumped in the shoulder which lands me on my ass, I'm really sure-footed

As I begin to bring myself off the ground I see a hand come toward me with the words

" I'm truly sorry," attached.

I look up and notice am extreme hottie attached to those kind words, I mean hottie because he was wearing a black leather jacket of course... duh. But I mean he is a fine specimen. He is quite tall, or it seems I'm still on the ground. He has black hair that falls over his brow and blue eyes the color of the Atlantic 

" It's really okay, I'm quite unnoticeable" I say like I would any other sentence but it comes out like a whisper.

I take his arm and he lifts me of my now cold ass. He then proceeds to pick up the tray and dispose of it.

" Let me walk you to your room," asks the hottie

" Wouldn't that be the setup of my own murder," I reply wittingly

" If I promise not to kill you can I walk you home" he continues to ask

" Only if you pinkie swear"

And with that are pinkies become intertwined because that's totally normal.

On our walk to my dorm he explains that is name is Asher James and that he is a junior here. I also learned that he is studying biology in hopes of becoming a doctor which I wasn't expecting by the way he looks. It gets a little chilly and I'm wearing just a tank top so Asher gives me his leather jacket which is really warm, while I take it I notice some black ink on his arms. He is just a boatload of surprises. He questions me though its more like an interrogation about myself. I tell him my name which is Nessa Hughes and that I'm a freshman and that I'm undecided as of yet and other shit like that. Once we get to my dorm its 7:30 and I'm only halfway unpacked. I tell him I'll see him around and get on with my boring task.

Its about 11 when I finish and I text my mom that I'm done and heading to bed. I get my towel, pjs, and shower caddy and head to the bathroom. As I bathe I take extra caution like always on particular parts of my body as I don't want to snag the tiny metal balls with my loofah. I also take notice of the black ink that lay permanent on my skin. I've always loved them and want to get more. I finish 15 minutes after I get in and change into my warm pajamas. I head to bed even though it's early for me and fall asleep the minute my head hits the pillow.