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[right][sub][color=708090]Starring: Jamie and Katie Callaghan
Time: 8:15 AM
Location: The Quad - Room 505[/color][/sub][/right]
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San Francisco in the fall was nothing like Beverly Hills, a blessing if you asked Jamie. The morning fog had receded, clutching at the sandy shores of the bay, but the chill in the air hadn’t petered out just yet. Jamie walked across the Marble Heights quad with a sureness in his step, lanky form cutting a line across the grass. In his arms were the entrails of his home library, the most important organs that made up his Frankenstein of a collection, the spines that he couldn’t live without. It was peaceful. Until it wasn’t.

[color=980404]“Hey, Loser!”[/color] Katie Callaghan’s voice carried across the mostly empty lawn, only attracting the attention of those lucky few who had yet to hear Katie Callaghan’s outdoor voice. She was clad in her favorite colors, black and red, a vintage leather jacket hanging off her slender frame. Jamie shook his head, glancing up at the sky as if to plead with whatever malicious deity had cursed him with a twin sister. 

[color=31ba9c]“Hello to you too,”[/color] Jamie said as Katie approached. She smiled and punched him in the arm, just hard enough to say, “I missed you.” [color=31ba9c]“Thanks for that.”[/color]

[color=980404]“Anytime, Brother Dearest. How was the drive?”[/color] Katie asked, walking backwards infront of Jamie. 

[color=31ba9c]“Long. How’s it been here?”[/color] The twins had been separated the past two weeks, thanks to Marble Heights’ required RA training weeks, and Jamie’s late night arrival at his hotel last night.

[color=980404]“Oh, it’s been wonderful! You know how much I love gathering round the campfire and singing Kumbaya,”[/color] Katie said, sarcasm dripping from her tongue. Jamie laughed and rolled his eyes.

[color=31ba9c]“You’re the one who wanted to be an RA. I told you there’d be some bullshit involved,”[/color] Jamie replied.

[color=980404]“Okay, yeah, but I just wanted to be like, the hot, cool RA. Not, learn leadership skills and how to make a bunch of introverts feel at home,”[/color] Katie said, letting out an exasperated groan just in case she hadn’t gotten her point across.

[color=31ba9c]“How the fuck did you get past the interview?”[/color]

[color=980404]“Isn’t that obvious?”[/color] Katie flashed her brother a grin. [color=980404]“I’m me!”[/color]

Jamie chuckled, hardly surprised by his sister’s antics. [color=31ba9c]“Sounds about right.”[/color] Growing up with Katie, one got used to the way her charms beguiled authority figures and peers alike. 

Katie spun around just in time to open the door to the new dorms, an effortless move that neither surprised Jamie, nor impressed him. Everything about his sister was effortless. [color=980404]“Welcome to the Oaklands Building. New, expensive, and definitely not a gigantic waste of money.”[/color]

[color=31ba9c]“Careful who you say that to. I’ve heard our new home here is a very special donation,”[/color] Jamie said, looking around the lobby and taking in the luxury that surrounded them. He was no stranger to the finer things in life, but that didn’t mean he lacked an appreciation.

They rode the elevator up to the fifth floor, and Jamie couldn’t help but let his mind wander as Katie rambled on about the last two weeks she’d spent at Marble Heights. The phone in his pocket was like a lead brick, weighed down by all the responses he hadn’t received. 

[color=980404]“Hey, earth to Jamie?”[/color] Katie said, snapping her fingers to get Jamie’s attention. He startled, and turned to look at her as the doors slid open. [color=980404]“What’s up with you? You’re acting weird. And not the usual, ‘I’m Jamie and I like to be smarter than everyone else and brood,’ sort of weird.”[/color] 

Jamie sighed as he stepped into the hall, following the wall to Room 505, where he hoped he’d be the first arrival. [color=31ba9c]“It’s nothing, just… bullshit.”[/color] Leaning up against the wall, he balanced the box in one hand while he fished around in his pocket for his wallet, before tossing it to Katie. Without hesitation, she produced his student ID, unlocking the door and leading the way into his new dorm.

[color=980404]“I think, what you just told me, is bullshit. I can play this game longer than you can Jay, c’mon.”[/color]

Jamie groaned, following her through the (thankfully) empty suite, into what would soon become his bedroom and setting his books on the floor. [color=31ba9c]“It’s Cole,”[/color] Jamie finally said, turning to see Katie rolling her eyes.

[color=980404]“Yeah, that was obvious. Care to elaborate, or have you gone fully mute now?”[/color]

Jamie flopped down on his mattress, staring up at the ceiling. [color=31ba9c]“It just feels, I don’t know, off. I texted him this morning to try and meet up, and he hasn’t said anything, and his responses the last few days have been super short, and I can’t shake this fucking feeling that I’m about to get dumped.”[/color] The words finally expelled, Jamie sunk into the mattress, and let out another sigh.

[color=980404]“Well, fuck him.”[/color] Katie walked over and shoved Jamie against the wall, laying down next to him and staring up at the white ceiling. [color=980404]“Boys suck.”[/color]

Jamie let out a laugh. [color=31ba9c]“That they do. Any word from Scott?”[/color] he asked.

[color=980404]“Oh, we aren’t talking about that,”[/color] Katie said, smirking despite the twinge of pain those five letters brought to her. [color=980404]“This is your room, so we’re talking about your boy problems right now.”[/color]

Jamie laughed, and turned to face her, resting on his elbow and fixing her with what she liked to call his, “Journalist Stare.” [color=31ba9c]“Y’know, you can be mad about it. I know you are.”[/color]

[color=980404]“I’m not mad about it!”[/color]

[color=31ba9c]“Katie, you’re baseline is angry, so excuse me if I have trouble believing that,”[/color] Jamie said.

Katie rolled her eyes, and slipped off of the mattress, standing up and smoothing out the black denim of her jeans. [color=980404]“I dumped him first, so there’s nothing to be angry about. Sure, I thought we were gonna try the long distance thing this year, and like, sure, I don’t rightfully understand how [i]he[/i] could dump [i]me[/i] but it is fine. I’m zen.”[/color]

[color=31ba9c]“I’m sure you are,”[/color] Jamie said, repressing a knowing smirk.

[color=980404]“Oh, fuck you,”[/color] Katie replied, adding a middle finger for good measure. [color=980404]“I’ve gotta go make my floor feel welcomed and all that jazz, but I’ll be back later,”[/color] Katie said, taking a glance at herself in Jamie’s mirror.

[color=31ba9c]“Oh joy,”[/color] Jamie said, already looking for a place to begin his library. Katie gave him one last punch in the arm for a goodbye, before slipping out and upstairs, leaving him alone in his new dorm. He slipped The Great Gatsby under his desk, and did his best to ignore the fact that his phone was still textless.[/color][/indent][/indent]