Thread: An College Experience They won't Forget ( Malomyotismon & Angel )

Kiki saw Rob and her eyes widened as she flushed and fumbled with her books and schedule as they fell, she huffed and bent down to pick them up. As she was picking them up, she was relieved that he couldn't see how red her face had become, she wasn't expecting a boy to be her roommate, no scratch that a man, and much less than that a handsome man. She scooped up her items and grabbed her bags, hoping that the blush had faded as she stood back up and entered the room. She set her stuff beside her bed and on her bed as she wiped her hands against the skinny black jeans she had on and went back over to him, shaking his hand as she smiled, blushing once more as she murmured, my name is Kiara, but you can call me Kiki. She murmured as she flushed and bit her lower lip, chewing on it as she looked away, pretending to look at him. God, he was distracting her, and he was handsome, so very handsome as she looked back at him and then remembering her manners, she murmured, Nice to meet you Rob. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Penelope was just pulling up in her car as she looked at the university through her purple tinted sunglasses, even though she was the popular, nearly famous cheerleader in her school, she was smart and had earned her way to this private university. She was cocky, arrogant, almost like the typical cheerleader, and she was narcissistic, but if you were on her good side, she was sweet, kind and nice, caring as well. She parked, slamming on her breaks, her tires squealing on the pavement as she stepped out of the car, grabbing her bags from the trunk before locking her up tight. She strutted towards the campus, her high heels clicking on the pavement as she flipped her raven black curls over her shoulder. She was wearing a tight fitting, silver, strapless dress that stopped at her mid-thighs and had black heels to match it. She neared the school, entered and went in as she smiled her most dashing smile and held out a hand for the keys. She was tall about 5'7, weighing about 130 LBs, with skin the color of smooth caramel to contrast with her raven black hair. Her hair was cut short in comparison, and was curled about her shoulders, with piercing grey eyes that at first glance, held that know-it-all gleam, but if you looked deeper, you could see the intelligence that had caused her to earn a spot in this private university. She heard the secretary apologizing and she looked at her, her brow furrowing. She listened as the secretary explained, look I am sorry but we ran out of single room suites, but we placed you with two others in a three-bedroom suite, but I don't think the others are expecting a third person to come, so let me escort you there. Penelope scoffed and rolled her eyes as she turned to follow the secretary through the winding and weaving hallways, Perfect, I don't have my own room, I wanted some privacy. She thought as they arrived at the door to the room. Penelope also had a graceful, dancer's form, she was a cheerleader after all. Her breasts, though, not as big, about a C-cup, were perky and upright, but she made up with it in curves all the way to heaven. With a rather big, gracious bottom, wide hips, toned abs from the workouts as a cheerleader, toned, but slim arms, and sweeping legs that only seemed longer with the high heels. The silver dressed hugged her curves and a smile played upon her lips. However, she had those baby cheeks, with a natural blush, and freckles that made her look younger than she really was. She did, however, have naturally light pink, lush, plump lips, and long fingernails that were not painted and striped red, white and blue as she put on a dashing smile as she heard footsteps from behind the door and she wondered who her two roommates would be.