[NarutoFan08]

Thank god! He's gone! I didn't know how much longer he was actually willing to stay here and convince me otherwise. It didn't matter what he would have said because the result would have been the same: I wasn't going to go.

To be honest, when Kiba started talking about my body, I felt both flattered and annoyed at the same time. Sure, I had been complimented on my body a crap load of times, but the way he said it made me sound like I was just taking it for granted. Like if I didn't work out, I'd lose my banging figure.

Truth was... I didn't work out. I used to with my dad, but that was only because I was under his house, and he didn't want me to feel insecure with myself if I were to have ever been a heavy child. Now, that I was free from his smothering control - not that he was all that bad, just a health freak - I hardly ever did anything... physical. I would run every now and then, drink lots of water, and take care of myself with what I ate. Thats it.

I think about what Kiba said: We have to do one thing together?

Yeah. Share a room. That's it.

It takes me a while to unpack, but I hang all my clothes in the closet in my side of the room, and I pack all of my personal possessions in the drawers on the desks that are on my side. I stash my luggage and backpack under my bed, and I grab my covers that I brought from home over to my mattress.

My tv is set up, my iPhone is charging, and the rest of my things such as my personal, personal things, posters, and video-game systems are in my closet with my clothes. I plan on taking them out tomorrow. I'm tired. The car ride here was long, and I feel jet-lagged.

I turn off the dorm light and plop into bed, wrapping the cover to the crook of my neck. I hope Kiba doesn't come all that late. I think it would be rude of him to wake me late into the night. Then again... class didn't officially start until Wednesday, and today was Monday.

Crap!