Twelve hours. Twelve fucking hours. Why the fuck did I decide to go to a school twelve hours away? My ass is so sore from that drive back. And now I have to load boxes and bags of shit from my car to the elevator. I look at all my shit sitting in the back seat and I sigh. Then it dawns on me. That rune. The journey rune I had traced out in class that one time. It got me back to my dorm. Maybe I could use it to get my shit there. Although I do want to make sure my roommate isn’t there. Wonder if it’s Sam. I think he said he had requested me to be his roommate again, but I never signed anything.

I closed my car door and quickly head into the dorm hall. Lines. That’s everything I see. Lines of people waiting. Some people are holding some bags, others are like me and empty handed so they can get their dorm room first. I cross my arms and wait in line just like everyone else. God I remember how much I hated this the first time. I’m gonna have to keep dealing with this every single time.

After standing in line for forever I get up, get my card, and head off to my dorm room. I get inside to see no one in there yet. Perfect. Smiling to myself I quickly head back to my car thinking of that rune. It had to be as simple as when I accidently used it last time. And it had to be just like when I saw Jake and Abby’s lives. Right? Well I’m about to find out cause I’m lazy as fuck right now, and I’ve been driving since last night.

I get to my car, throw open the door and look at the first bag in front of me. I quickly run my finger along it making that journey rune. I watch in amazement as a small light green line follows my finger. The bag disappears with a pop. Easy, right? I should check to see if it worked though. I grab a box and quickly head back up to the dorm room to see that bag was sitting on the floor. No one was in there yet. Perfect. That is until I hear the door open behind me. Fuck.

I look behind me to see a new guy pulling a small red wheelbarrow fully of bags. Oh that’s smart. Why did I never think of anything like that? I look at the guy to see he’s some preppy kid. Probably some rich kid from a private school. White, blonde, dressed in nothing but name brand, pretty hot too, but was gonna hold my opinions first.

“Sup Dude.” Hey gotta make a friendly first impression. Wish he knew that. He looks up at me and I can see him check me out before a look of superiority crosses his eyes. Oh he’s a dick. I can already tell.

“Which bed you taking?”

That’s all he asks. Not my name. Not how you doing. Nothing but which bed am I taking. Fuck. Give me back Sam.

I point to the bed I had already set my box on. He nods before he starts throwing his stuff on the other bed. Guess my new trick is done now. I sigh before I head back out. If this is what I’m gonna have to deal with for the next few months I’m gonna go insane.