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quickly walks with the guy to his room on the other side of the floor, I think his name was Remy. I stand there confused why David actually has a key and ask Dax. “He has a key to all the rooms? Why does he have a key to all the rooms?”
    “He is the RA for the sixth floor. You know resident advisor. He only has a master key to our floor. He said students get locked out all the time especially on the first week. Earlier there were two girls that got locked out too. So the RA’s get keys to the floors they are responsible for. Usually the front desk handles it but I guess they know how the first week is.” Dax says and then looks at me and adds. “Are you and David together, are you guys dating?”
    I almost laugh at his question but I think I am too confused right now for laughing. “No. No we are not together.” I can’t believe he didn’t let on that he has a key. A key too all the rooms on the sixth floor including mine. Which I have now been locked out of for a few hours. 
    “Well since you two aren’t dating or anything want to go grab a bite to eat and check out the town? I am dying for some Chinese food.”
    “ Actually I can’t right now. Maybe later. Ok?” I say distracted by my thoughts of David. I decide I am not going to wait here for him to come back and I don’t need to anyways since I have my key now, which I am certainly going to be sure I keep with me and the locking out thing doesn’t happen again. Why wouldn’t David have unlocked my door for me?
    “Ok. Later Thea.” Dax says.
    Just then the girl with the long blonde hair stumbles by with a rather large box and I reach out to give her a hand with it. She seems surprised until I tell her we are roommates. We awkwardly shimmy the box into the room.
    “I’m Emily Adams ,” she says.
    “Thea. Thea Clark.”
    “I’m from New York. Let me guess you’re from…” she pauses “…Alabama.” she says, as she looks me up and down without much of an expression. Which I can’t tell whether or not that is a good thing or a bad thing in her mind. She has a large bullhorn nose ring and eyebrow piercing which look like they must have hurt. I know I have pink hair and all but the huge piercings freak me out a little and for a brief moment make me miss and want to go back home again.
    “ Actually. Tennessee.” I say guessing the twang in my voice was coming out a little too much. “Do you have any more boxes to bring up?”
    “Yes just two more. Want to give me a hand and save me a second trip?” Emily says in a way that doesn’t sound so much like a question.
    “Yep. Let’s go.” I say. Hoping I don’t run back into David on the way because I just don’t know what to say to him right now. We both head down the elevator and out the front entrance. I follow her to the left of the parking lot.
    “This is me.” She says stopping in front of a new electric blue hatchback mini and opening up the back. We both grab the last of the two boxes and head back into the dorms.
    “Out and about again Ms. Clark” the security guard, Max asks raising his eyebrow a little.
    “Just helping my roommate Emily with the last of her stuff.” I say as he finishes checking the IDs of two girls in front of us.
    “Have a good evening girls.” He says.
    We get back upstairs and I am relieved not to run into David. I am not really angry or anything but I don’t know what I would say to him right now. It feels like he lied to me in a way. I guess technically he didn’t but he did keep from me that he had a key that would have unlocked my door and he did choose not to share that detail.
    I decide to hang up some photos from home and unpack a few more of my clothes. Reminding myself why I am here. Which is for my fresh start and for photography and not for a boy. I don’t need to get caught up into a relationship anyways. It would only hinder my studies. Taping up the last photo on the wall by my bed I get lost in the memory of it. It’s an image of a