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look like newbies, Jenna. Don’t you want to know where things are?”
    “I thought you said you cased the whole campus while you were waiting for me.” I stuck one hand out and twirled it in a dramatic circle around my head while I talked. “And isn’t that what maps are for?” I yelled into my mattress and tucked my arm back under my pillow, securing my decision to stay in bed.
    A sharp sting bit into my right butt cheek. I jolted to a sitting position. Katie ran out of the room laughing but stopped in the doorway, grimacing and shaking the hand she had slapped me with.
    Good, it hurt her too.
    “Did you seriously just …”
    She interrupted in a singing voice, “See you in the shower, beautiful!”
    She danced her way out of our room but left the door wide open. I fell back onto my mattress, stared at the ceiling and said, out loud, to no one, “Oh my God, I live with sing-along, cheerleading Barbie.”
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    Katie wiggled her way toward the front of the mail desk line. I stayed at the back of the line, where we had waited entirely too long for her liking. She gave a little wave to one of the male workers and held up two fingers. He reached over the people who were lined up in front of her and handed her two maps. She gave him a sweet smile, turning back to me.
    “Impressive,” I teased. “Do you even know that guy?”
    “Yes, that’s Carter. He lives in the boys’ tower, he’s a sophomore. He likes Mocha lattes.”
    “How do you know that?”
    “I hung out at The College Cafe yesterday. He works there.” She laced her arm with mine, turning us toward the doors.
    “I don’t know where that is,” I admitted.
    “It’s the coffee shop in the Student Union.” She smiled at me thinking she’d proven her point.
    “See, this is exactly why we need to be exploring today.” I guess she had.
    The Student Union was as big as the rest of the buildings, but looked more modern. Black lampposts lined the walk leading to the front doors. A sign with solid black lettering read, ‘ The Student Union’, and was lit by spotlights. Even in the day, this building appeared to be a big deal. Judging from the amount of people outside in the sitting area, it was the place to be.
    Katie and I wound our way through the crowd to the doors. This is what I pictured college life to be. The excitement began to bubble up inside of me. I had no idea what to expect when I walked into the Student Union. If it was anything like what I had already experienced from college, it would be awesome – and I hadn’t even started classes yet.
    According to my daydreams, this would be the place where the extremely hot guys hung out. One of them waited inside to sweep me off my feet with a heated glance or an undeniable attraction. The S.U. was where the good stuff went down – I was sure of it!
    Katie gave me a quick wink over her shoulder as she pulled open the door. I followed her, expecting the true college experience to start as soon as we got inside.
    A sarcastic sound escaped my lips and echoed around the cavernous space. The few people, who sat at the round tables scattered all over, looked in our direction. I giggled into my hand. This place was a glorified mall food court. The only thing missing was an escalator. I bit my bottom lip as I looked around the empty area. I wouldn’t be having any mind-blowing, romantic encounters here today.
    The walls were lined with several types of shops, making it look even more 'mall-ish': The College Book Store, The College Café and The College Outlet store, even a few fast food restaurants. The second floor held study rooms, a computer lab, and faculty offices. Boring … and more boring.
    A help wanted sign hanging in the window of The College Café caught my eye.
    “I’m going to run in and get an application.”
    Katie smiled and motioned toward one of the many open tables. “I’ll be over there.”
    “Meet you there in a bit,” I said as I walked into the Café. This might be the