First Term: Meeting

July's POV:

As the first people approached the secretary about their uniforms, the screen lit up to show the models of the uniform. The female uniform was consistent with a tartan patterned pencil skirt in the pinkish red of the school and dark blue. On top was a white button-up with either a blue or red blazer. The outfit was completed with white over knees and black shoes that came either with or without heels. The male uniform was white trousers with black suit shoes. The top was either a blue shirt with a red blazer or a red shirt with a blue blazer. The tie was always colored white. It was also stated that the uniform was technically only mandatory for classes. In your free time, you could wear whatever you liked.

The brown-haired secretary handed each of us a package that contained our uniforms, and we made our way into the backyard. It was rather spacious out here with a fountain in the middle that had benches all around to study. There were stables to the left of us with a paddock attached to them. A few horses were running around there. To the right was another large building. The signs pointing to it read 'cafeteria', 'gym', 'pool', and 'auditorium'.

The homeroom teachers split us off into two groups as we walked towards the two buildings straight ahead. They were like a mirror copy of each other and given the way the groups looked it seemed to be the male and female dorms respectively. Once inside, Miss Holland instructed us on how the number systems worked so each of us could find the room that matched the key we got along with the uniforms.

I found mine up on the first floor. The rooms were quite basic. They were technically split in half, with both sides mirroring the other. One single bed, one closet, and one desk with a matching chair to study. Nothing major and out of the ordinary. I was just about to walk up to one when the door behind me opened again. Turning around, there was the girl with the cat ear headphones standing in the doorway, her sister behind her looking in.

"She's your roommate? You're going to have a hard time here, I guess," she remarked and walked off.

What?

I just stared at her, and she kinda stared back before I shook my head and broke the silence, "Hey. Uhm ... seems like we're roommates. I'm Julia. But people tend to call me July."

She pulled her earphones off and rested them around her neck, "Yeah. I'm ... I'm Tammy. Nice to meet you, too."

She sounded nice enough. I guess trying to be friends was going to be easy.

"You want a certain side of the room, Tammy? I'm cool with whatever side." I offered her.

"No. No. They are the same anyway, right?" she answered and made her way over to one of the beds to place her uniforms and suitcase on the bed.

"Guess that's true," I said as I began to unpack. "I'm kinda surprised they did not put you with your sister."

"Well ... I'm kinda glad. She can be kinda mean." Tammy said and gave me a small smile.

"You won't have those troubles with me. I tend to get along with almost everyone as long as they try to be nice to me too." I tried to convince her by tossing her my sweetest smile.

"Well, if you say so," she replied shortly.

I continued to unpack, not wanting to bother her too much. After I was done, I sat down on my bed and just watched her go at it. After a few moments, she seemed to realize I was looking at her.

"What?"

"Nothing. I just don't want to annoy you."

"By staring at me like a creep?" she raised an eyebrow at me.

"Didn't mean to do so. I just think since we're going to be stuck here together, we might as well try to be friends." I said with a slight shrug. "You know ... get to know each other."

"And what do you suggest?" she hopped onto her bed, kicking her legs a little.

After a moment of thought, I made my way over and sat down beside her, keeping a slight distance, so she wouldn't feel cornered, and looked at her, "I don't know. You could just ask me stuff you want to know."

"Like?"

"Just anything. How about this? Are there things you don't like at all? I mean, like certain music or something." I gave her a suggestion. "Don't want to annoy you by blasting music you don't like."

"I listen to just about anything. Just keep it to a bearable level," she answered with a shrug.

"Okay. Well, I don't like German rap music, so I hope you won't keep turning that up to full volume. And no Justin Bieber please because ... well it's Justin Bieber." I told her and giggled a bit at the last part.

"Okay noted. Are you an untidy person? I don't like chaos." she questioned back.

"I'm not. I'm well organized, mostly. Just don't hope I will keep cleaning your half of the room too. You can do that yourself." I tossed her a smirk.

"I wasn't going to ask for that. Don't want you to snoop around in my stuff anyway," she replied with a small grin and narrowed eyes.

"You think I'm nosey?" I put one hand to my chest in an overly dramatic way, like I was hurt.

"Sarcasm? Great, I'm fluent in that," she replied with a chuckle, I soon joined in.

We did some more casual small talk to learn more about each other. I told her I came to the school because of the music program. It was the second great thing about this school. You could learn focused on some of your preferences, and they offered major courses in arts, writing, music, and acting. Each student had to take two. Mine was music since I loved playing guitar and writing since I could learn a lot about writing songs there, hopefully. Tammy was here for the arts and writing courses. I also learned that she was no morning person, actually asking me to help her get up in the mornings, so she wouldn't oversleep. That was doable. I kinda didn't need much sleep most of the time.

Suddenly my stomach made itself noticeable with a small grumble, and Tammy gave a small giggle, "Seems like someone's starving."

I gave a playful pout, "Hey, I just landed on my plane today. I only had breakfast."

"Still seems like you're-" she was interrupted by her stomach now.

"Who's starving now, huh?" I retorted and giggled.

"Okay, okay. Let's check the cafeteria?" she suggested and I more than quickly agreed.

As we made our way out and over toward the cafeteria, we could see a few of the other students mingle together too. The taller black guy was doing some workout routine together with a guy with long flowing black hair and a guy with short blonde hair. A kinda nerdy looking girl was sitting alone near the fountain and reading a thick book, while a darker-skinned girl with long flowing black hair sat with the two blonde sisters I saw before.

The cafeteria had a huge buffet that seemed to be open throughout the whole day. There were some small empty spaces in between, likely from where stuff was already taken. I settled for a slice of pizza while Tammy went ahead and grabbed herself a cupcake with a big strawberry on top.

Her first bite was enough to get a bit of cream onto the tip of her nose, "No wonder you look so sweet with all that stuff over your face."

Tammy blushed hard and quickly wiped away the cream and gave me a tiny pout but a smile at the same time, "Aww, you. You're pretty sweet yourself, you know."

"I try to be. Not much of a sweet tooth, though. So, no worries about your cupcakes. I won't eat them, most likely." I gave her a grin and took a bite from my pizza.

She mumbled something under her breath.

"Excuse me what?" I asked again.

"Oh. Nothing." she waved me off with a slight blush again and began eating her cupcake again. "I just like strawberries a lot. Especially with whipped cream."

I could not help but chuckle and earn myself a pouty glare again, "I'm sorry. I just have a way too dirty mind."

She stared at me dumbfounded and began giggling, "If your mind wanders to those places immediately, you do. At least, means it won't be getting boring any time soon."

"Oh, I hope we won't be bored here right away," I remarked as we continued our small talk again.

I think I hit off quite well with her. This means I got a new friend right away. Go me!