"Hi.. Vivian Lumière?" I asked the lady at the front desk as she nodded and handed me my keys.
"Just sign this for me, you're on the third floor, and your roommate already checked in this morning," she said, a smile plastered on her pink lips.
I thanked her, grabbing my suitcase and keys, and made my way to the elevator.
I sighed as I entered the elevator, the homesickness beginning to kick in. A couple of moments passed and I arrived to my floor, looking at the number on the key.
Room 304.
I unlocked the door and was met with a girl sat on the first bed in sight, her headphones on and her laptop out. She had blonde hair and brown eyes.
As the light shifted in the room she to my presence, her attention was drawn onto me. The moment of realization kicked in as I gave her a friendly smile and a wave, her expression immediately changing from one of shock, to absolute excitement as she kicked off her laptop and removed her headphones, squealing.
"Oh my Goodness!" She yelled as she ran up to me, hugging me ever so tightly.
I was in utter shock. I didn't really know what to do... I mean, how does one even know what to do in these kinds of situations?
So I just awkwardly hugged her back, she finally let go of me. Her prominent accent showing.
"I'm Chiara," she said with a wide smile.
Chiara was wearing nice, comfortable clothes. A simple baby tee and some shorts, her shoes laying underneath her bed.
"I'm Vivian," I replied back, giving her a smile.
"Oh nice name! Are you French?" She asked me as she started walking back for her bed, throwing her straight her behind her back as she patted her bed, the smile still on her face as she signaled me to sit next to her.
"Sort of.." I started as I made my way towards the spot. "My mom is Lebanese, but my dad is," I paused for a second, "French."
Chiara made an 'o' shape on her lips.
"What about you? Your accent seems to be from Italy."
"Si, I am Italian," she laughed as moved her laptop away.
"So, Vivian. Want to go get some gelato? I want to get to know the person I'll be sharing a room with for the year.. plus I'm really craving gelato," she laughed, which made me laugh aswell.
I nodded, "that sounds great, I'll just change and we can head out." I said as I got up and grabbed my suitcase, throwing it on my bed, unpacking some stuff.
"What's your instagram?" She asked.
"It's vivianlumeire, why'd you ask?" I furrowed my eyebrows as she started typing on her phone.
She shrugged, "i like to follow my friends on instagram- is it the same username as your TikTok?"
I hummed in reply as I grabbed a denim short skirt and a black tank top, going into the bathroom to change.
Two minutes passed and I came out of the bathroom, my eyes grew large when I saw Chiara and a go-pro out.
"Are you a filmography major?" I furrowed my eyebrows as I grabbed my phone and some cash.
"Funny you should ask," she laughed softly, "I'm a- content creator."
My eyebrows furrowed even more. "Oh. That's cool."
Chiara chuckled, "for a second there I was scared, I don't know why."
I smiled at her, "I don't really care what you do Chiara, sounds pretty cool being a content creator though." I shrugged as I made my way out the door, Chiara following as she locked it.
She smiled, "do you mind if you're in the vlog?"
I shook my head, "I don't mind." I said nonchalantly.
"Okay, perfetta."
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"What did you get?" She laughed as she pointed the camera to my ice-cream.
"Vanilla!" I yelled, realizing I was being too loud and covered my mouth, causing some people to stare.
Chiara began laughing and filmed my reaction, as well as some of the other peoples'.
"Vanilla is sooo boring!" She exclaimed as she flipped over the camera, making it face the both of us now.
"No it's not! It's the best flavor," I started as I licked my spoon, "it's sweet, creamy, and it's superior."
Chiara furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head. "I don't agree."
"Says the girl eating cotton candy ice cream."
We both broke into laughter after that. Chiara then turned her camera off, deciding to make some actual conversation.
"Okay, tell me more about your self Vivi.. where'd you grow up?" She asked as she at her ice cream.
"I grew up in the UAE actually, I looked at her momentarily. Specifically in Dubai," Chiara was listening intently, "my mom and brothers moved there after my dad passed away," I took another spoon full of icecream.
Chiara looked my way solemnly, "I'm so sorry." She said, her voice quite yet sincere.
"It's fine, I'm over it I guess," I shrugged, "anyways, I grew up mainly in the Lebanese culture, since most of my mom's side lived there, I played basketball and fencing, I also wrote- write," I chucked, "I still write."
Chiara smiled, "so you like writing? Short stories or..?"
I shook my head, "not necessarily.. I mean I write them from time to time, I actually write poems, or songs, I guess if I had a musical background I'd probably turn them into songs. What about you?"
"Well," she started, "as you may know I like filming, creating content, and talking," she laughed making me smile, "back in Italy, my dad owns and is in partnership with some Motorsport companies, he owns a bunch of circuits, which are race tracks," she clarified, "and so I used to go there all the time with him. I actually made most of my friends there whenever I'd go."
"Thats pretty cool to be honest," I threw away my cup and spoon in the bin as we continued walking, "so is Motorsport like go-karting?"
"Kind of? I mean there's different levels. You basically start off with karting then it progresses and you choose which Motorsport you'd like to proceed in, I should actually take you to one of their races, it's pretty sweet."
"Yeah that sounds nice," I smiled.
"Oh my Goodness! We should go to Italy during winter break!" She grabbed my hand as I widened my eyes.
I laughed, "where did that idea come from?"
"I want you to meet my friends Vivian, they're so kind and funny and- oh my god this is the best idea ever!"
"Chiara I don't mean to dial the momentum down but we'll have to rationally talk about this.. I mean Italy?"
"Yes?! It's only a couple of hours away by car, plus it's such a beautiful country. I mean what will you do in winter break?"
I rolled my eyes playfully, "maybe see my family?"
She froze, "can't you just do a 50/50? Go to Italy and see your family, or vise versa. Cmon vivian!"
I bit my lip in thought, not wanting to turn her down but wanting to also think critically about this whole thing. "Look we have a couple of months until then.. let's just think about it the we can revisit this topic again."
Chiara nodded as she threw her icecream away. "Okay fine, but think about it please? Plus, there are a lot of hot guys." She winked, causing me to laugh.
A/n
coucou!
Hope u like the story so far! This story is a slowburn cus I like my stories like that... but basically I'll be doing a time skip next chapter to winter break and yeah! Hopefully you guys liked the intro to the main characters!
Plus I won't be double checking grammar/spelling mistakes so if you guys see them, don't be scared to tell me!
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