Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Sophia slowly stepped into her new dorm room. She scanned around trying to take it in , this was going to take a while to get used to ,but the room looked very nice 

The room was cozy, with three beds neatly arranged. It had a sweet centre rug that looked like fur. At one corner of the room was something that looked like an office table. It looked very good to study while she looked back at the beds again. Two were already occupied, with suitcases and personal belongings scattered around them. The air smelled faintly of lavender, probably from one of the girls’ perfumes. Or it could be the air freshener but it did leave a sweet scent on her nose 

One of the beds was empty— it was most likely to behers

As she stepped in further, one of the girls, her room mate was already in ,a bubbly-looking brunette with long hair , lovely eyes and she seemed to be carrying a wide smile, turned to her. “Hey! Are you with us ? You must be our third occupant in this room then ,what your name!”  

 She sounded very friendly 

Sophia was a caught a bit off guard by the girls friendliness, her shy side wanted to run the other way and not say anything, but that would be a very wrong thing to do

Sophia nodded, relieved by her friendliness. “Yeah, that’s me.” your roommate, what's your name also?

“I’m Mia,” the girl introduced herself. “And this is Olivia.” she pointed at the girl who was standing at the window, peeking out 

Olivia, a tall girl with short black hair and glasses, seemed to have a serious look,like a scholar type of girl who was bent on succeeding in academics. She gave a small wave from the window of the room. “Nice to meet you.”  

Sophia liked her immediately for some reason, and was already liking her room and roommates she suddenly felt comfortable 

Sophia smiled. “Nice to meet you both too.”  

Mia clapped her hands together. “Oh my God, I’m so excited! We are going to be in such a good trio, Mia helped Sophia with her bags and dragged it to her bed. This is going to be our first year and we are going to make it our best ever!”  

Olivia chuckled.finally stepping away from the window“Mia is… very enthusiastic.”  

Sophia giggled. “I can see that.”

She already had a feeling Olivia would be the academic type, and now it was confirmed.

“So, tell us about yourself, Sophia. What are you studying here?” Olivia asked, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. She leaned forward slightly, clearly interested in getting to know her better.

Sophia smiled. “Oh, I’m studying public health. I've always loved reading and helping out people, seeing as my grandmother who used to take care of me is sick —it just feels natural to me.” wanting to help people 

Olivia nodded knowingly. “That’s amazing! 

Mia Chimed I am studying Literature she said this with glee

Sophia began speaking too Well is an art in itself, though I have to admit, I was never great at it. I always preferred numbers and equations. There’s something so satisfying about solving problems and seeing everything fall into place.”

“I can imagine,” Mia replied. “But I’ve always been more drawn to words. Numbers seem a little… rigid to me.”

“I get that!” Olivia laughed. “A lot of people think that. But for me, numbers tell a story of their own—just in a different way. Like in statistics, patterns emerge, and trends unfold. It’s like uncovering a hidden truth through logic.”

Sophia considered this. “That’s an interesting way to put it. I never thought of numbers as telling a story.”

“They do,” Olivia said with enthusiasm. “You just have to look at them the right way. I love taking on courses that deal with calculations. Nothing makes me happier than that! Most people hate having to calculate, but not me.”

Sophia exchanged a glance with the others, sensing a connection forming. The group might have had different interests, but there was an unspoken understanding between them—a willingness to appreciate each other’s passions.

“I think we’re going to get along just fine,” Sophia said, grinning.

“I think so too,” Olivia agreed.

I think so three ,mia added and they all burst out laughing 

The conversation continued, flowing easily, as they realized how much they could learn from one another's 

She felt a sense of relief wash over her. Maybe this wouldn’t be as scary as she thought.  

Lana and Ryan got the school in a matter of time , he parked his car at a spot reserved for students, his car seemed to draw attention amongst other but you see attention was the kind of thing he enjoyed 

 Wait till they find out he is a Walsh   

Ryan grabbed his bag and sighed. “Yeah, let’s get this over with.”  

As they walked out to his car, Lana nudged him. They went over to the boot and got out their bags “let's Try to stay out of trouble at this new school, okay?”  

Ryan smirked. “No promises.” but what are you insinuating? That I go around looking for trouble? By the way, where's Zach? Running to avoid getting his face smacked once more

Lana shook her head with a grin. “You’re impossible.”  

"Think we go to different dorms, right? There's the male and female ends," Lana remarked.

"Doesn't matter. This school can't be that big," Ryan said as he dragged his bag across the floor while they walked on.

Ryan was already tired of the heavy bags. "Don't they have some kind of help around here? This sucks, man."

"Get a hold of yourself, Ryan. You're not in your home. Out here, we have to do things ourselves," Lana said as she brought out her phone and told Ryan to stop for a quick selfie.

He made a weird face in the picture, and she uploaded it to her socials straight up, captioning it: First day at school things.

"Hey, that's a good picture. Send it to me so I can upload it and also send it to my mom," Ryan said.

Lana nodded in agreement.

"Man, how much further do we have to drag these bags along?"

"Quit whining. I think the hostels are just a few blocks away. It should be within view anytime now."

Ryan stopped as he saw a janitor going about his work, then smiled in a weird way.

"Hey, you! Come over here," he called to the janitor.

"Ryan, what are you doing? You don't even know who that man is," Lana said.

"Well, he looks like a staff member of the university, and carrying a little bag won't hurt him."

The janitor seemed adamant at first but eventually hurried over to Ryan.

"Good morning, sir. How may I be of assistance to you?"

"Well, good morning to you, my good man," Ryan said, then turned to Lana. "See? He is willing to help."

"My name is Ryan Walsh. How long have you been working at this school? I am pretty sure you know the Walsh Auditorium—it belongs to my family."

"Yes, I am familiar with it. It is nice to meet you, sir."

"I know it is. Now, I'm spent, and it's been a long ride coming here. I am heading to the dorms. Would you be so kind as to help me carry these bags to my room?"

"Oh, I would love to help you with it, sir, but the thing is, I am kind of busy at the moment. Leaving my duty post will mean serious trouble for me."

Ryan smirked. "It's like you do not know the importance of my family to this institution. You know what is going to be serious trouble? Word reaching the management of this school that you found, a Walsh and refused to help him out with his luggage. You might just lose y

our job," Ryan threatened while maintaining a cool tone.