**Just a continuation. Sorry it took so long. I haven't been able to decide what to do with this. Got a good idea of what I am going to do now though...Critique please! Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes.**

Tristan

As I walk down the hall to the Rec room I spot her. Her long midnight hair is down to past her waist. I literally have to stop myself from gawking when she turns around. She is beautiful. Drop dead gorgeous. A mysterious expression on her face. Almost..numb. Yet there is this deep pain lurking behind her clear blue eyes. This saddens me and I wonder, How can I make this beauty smile?
Stay away from her.
I flinch at the words that no one else can hear but me. Closing my eyes I try so desperately to make it go away. Shut up Norman. I didn't ask you. I breath deeply and try to make eye contact with Miss mysterious. She doesn't look anywhere but straight ahead. It is as if she is determined. Determined to get out as fast as she can, probably. I don't blame her though. I want to stop her and talk to her, but I don't. She isn't alone. I decide to wait.
"Hey, man you coming or what?" Jared punches my shoulder.
"Show some respect. Quit staring." Emma mumbles.
"Yeah. I'm coming." I reply, then turning to Emma "I wasn't staring." But after they start walking again I look back to see if She is still there. She is gone.

Freya

The first thing I notice about the room is it has two twin beds sitting side by side. A roommate?! Oh God no. Before I could go to protest someone skipped into my-the room.
"Hi!" She said in a way to southern for me accent. "You been here long? I heard I was gettin' a new roommate."
"Hello. No I just got here a minute ago." I say trying to show as little interest as I can.
Her big brown eyes study me, carefully taking me in. Deciding how crazy I am, no doubt. I stare back at her. Very petite, with shoulder length red curly hair. The kind of curly hair that is spirals and most girls would kill for. Even Me.
"Well its about time for supper. We should probably head that way now if we don't want a huge line. Come on now. I'll show ya the way."
The girl stopped at the doorway. "I'm Emma by the way." Emma smiles way too much.
"I am Freya." I say with no emotion. Its not that I don't want to be nice. I just don't have the ability to be nice. Not right now.
We head in to the dinning hall and the smell of cafeteria food fills my nostrils. I try not to gag. Gross. In line I can't help but notice a boy. He is staring right at me. His black hair sweeps into his face covering the tops of his piercing green eyes. He is wearing a tight long-sleeved gray shirt that shows off his muscles. Our eyes meet and I am the first to look away.
I am startled when Emma grabs my elbow and pulls me over to a table.
Oh no. Heis sitting at the table.