Lucy had already said her goodbyes long ago.  Years of being a foster child had taught her not to be attached to people and her current fosters were no dofferiwnt.  Her suitcase contained the bare minimum: only clothes. 
She walked through that main entrance with a look of scorn in her eyes.  She hated most people she remembered from the year before and she would have no change of heart now.  Her mental psyche of "I don't want to talk to you, leave me be" was shattered by the announcement that this year she would have a roommate. She had this in mind when she made her way to her dorm.