"Spencer, I can still talk to my client that works at UPenn to get you in next semester." Said Peter Hastings. He hasn't quite yet warmed up to the idea of his little girl going anywhere but the university all Hastings are obligated to go to. Spencer would like to believe that her father wants her to go to UPenn because of the closeness to home, though she doubts that even crossed his mind.

The slender beauty glances back at her father who's carrying a couple boxes like herself with an exasperated look. "Dad, I get that you don't want me going anywhere besides your precious UPenn, but this is where I'm going. You're one of the only fathers who complains that their daughter is going to Stanford." She sets the boxes down to open the door to the room she'll be spending a whole lot of time in for the next four years of her life.

"Honey, you know we're proud of you. Don't pay attention to your father and his stubbornness." Veronica steps into the room behind her daughter and places the boxes she was carrying by the desk that appears unclaimed.

"Looks like you're all moved in, kiddo. Need us for anything else?" He says as he too puts the boxes down. Then he starts scanning the half of the room that's occupied by the other girls things.

Spencer shakes her head as she does the same as her father.

"I still can't believe your roommate settled in before we even got here." Peter states.

"Me neither, I thought for sure ten o'clock would be early enough." The youngest Hastings looked to her mom and dad. "You two should go before she gets here." Peter nods as Veronica pulls Spencer for a hug.

"Don't hesitate to call for anything Spencer, I'm serious." She smiles and pulls her mom out to arms length. "I know, mom. Now don't start crying because then neither of us will be able to stop."

Peter gives his daughter a hug and kisses the top of her head. "I love you, sweetheart. Be good. Just remember that I may be on the opposite end of the country, but I can still find out what you're doing here." He smiles down at her as she rolls her eyes at him and walks them to the door.

"Oh how could I forget?" She leans on the door frame. "I love you both. Let me know when you land." Her mother grabs her hand one last time before she reluctantly squeezes lightly then lets go and walks away glossy-eyed.

When she shuts the door she presses her back up against it and takes a deep breath. Come on Spencer, don't even start. You have a lot of unpacking to do. She lets out the breath she was holding and uses the opportunity to take in the room in its entirety. It's not that big, but really what dorm room is? Although it does seem to be bigger than majority of the other ones she's seen on the many tours of other colleges.

Standing in the doorway, the side her roommate chose was to the right so by default hers was the left. Each side had the same thing; a bunk bed with one bed on top and a desk on the bottom and a dresser. The only difference was the placement of the dresser. Spencer's was up against the wall with the door and her roommates was in between their bunk beds as a result of the bathroom being on their right side. Her side also had the TV that was mounted above her dresser. The girls took their own mini fridges that were placed under their desk. Overall it was a very resourceful layout.

She hoped that eventually she'd get close enough to the other girl to convince her they should get one bunk bed to allow room for a couch but the figured that was a ways away. However she was psyched to get a top bunk all to herself. Her and her sister had one when she was little but Melissa wanted the top and like when it came to everything else Melissa got what she wanted.

After she was done soaking up the room she began opening a box and placing its contents in their respective place. Thinking it would be best to just get done putting her clothes away, that's what she started with.

It took her about two and a half hours to get just about all her things unpacked and set up. She opened the last box that contained all her pictures in it. As she put each picture in its respective spot she flashed back to the time the photo was taken. The final frame in the box displayed a picture of herself and her three best friends on the day of their graduation.

She knows she's silly for missing them when she just saw them all yesterday though she still can't help the lump in her throat when she realizes she won't see them again until at least Thanksgiving break. That's barely three months away but she hasn't gone day without seeing them since ninth grade.

Spencer met her best friends when she first started high school; Hanna Marin, Aria Montgomery, and Emily Fields. The three girls had all been best friends since kindergarten before Spencer met them after she came from the private school her parents had her in up until then. She had always been jealous of their closeness regardless of the fact that they never left Spencer out. Still she wanted to find someone to feel as close to as they felt to each other.

Just as she placed the picture frame on her desk she heard someone fiddling with the door before opening it and walking in. She didn't really know how to go about introducing herself and if she were being honest, this was the very second she had been dreading since she got here. In an effort to look busier than she actually was she quickly messed up her things on her desk then began trying to organize them back to their original position. While she was doing so she heard a gasp come from the doorway and looked over to see the girl she's been waiting to meet struggling to catch the cup she had been balancing on top of the one she had been holding. Spencer was surprised to see that the girl's efforts had been successful.

"You scared the shit out of me. I didn't think I'd have a roommate for another couple hours." The Hastings smiled at the clearly still flustered girl in front of her. While chuckling she says "Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I've been here for just over three hours though. My parents and I were surprised someone showed up before us."

The girl walks over to her and sets down one of the cups on Spencer's desk with a couple packets of sugar and tiny containers of cream. "Got it just in case. You're lucky I have ninja reflexes though." She lets out a small laugh and reaches out her hand towards Spencer. It takes her a few seconds to register what it is the girls doing but recovers and shakes her hand while laughing at her corniness. "Thanks. But if that's so, wouldn't you have known I was here in the first place?" The slightly taller girl shakes her head and chuckles. "I said I have ninja reflexes, not Spidey sense." "Touché." This girl's good.

Spencer uses their close proximity to get a good look at the girl's face. She has huge chocolate brown eyes with a pretty adorable button nose and decently full lips. As she scans further down she notices the girl is wearing a jean jacket with sweatshirt sleeves and a hoodie. Underneath the jacket she has a navy blue v-neck and khakis on with brown vans. She thinks it's safe to say this girl's pretty athletic when you pair her slim physique with the grip she currently has on Spencer's hand. Em will be so jealous when she sees this girl is my roommate.

"Am I not allowed to know my roommates name?" Spencer snaps out of her thoughts and brings her eyes up to see the girl smirk and raise her eyebrow. She blushes and finally removes her hand from the girls grasp "Sorry, I may have zoned out. Spencer Hastings." The other girl chuckles and nods. "I noticed, Spencer Hastings. I'm Paige McCullers. That is in case you missed my introduction while you were "zoned out"." Putting a sarcastic tone on the last two words.

Spencer shies away from her gaze while grabbing the cup on her desk and sipping from it. "You have no idea how badly I needed this coffee." Paige gives her a small smile and walks over to sit down on her chair at the desk. "Do you plan on going to freshman orientation?" Spencer turns to give her a puzzled look. "Doesn't every freshman?"

The nonchalant girl laughs in disbelief. "Not really, but I assume you are." This causes Spencer to raise her eyebrow challengingly at her roommate. "You aren't?" Paige raises her hands in mock surrender. "I was just seeing if you were, because if you weren't then I wouldn't either. It's just boring exercises to get to know each other after a tour of the campus. But I guess I have to if I don't want my new roomie to murder me with that death glare." The slightly more slender girl shakes her head and smirks a little. "I didn't mean to threaten you, I just don't want my roommate to be a slacker." "Yes, mam." Paige smiles and looks at her watch.

"We have about three hours till then. Want to walk around the neighborhood?" She looks up at Spencer. "I mean if you're all set with unpacking and stuff." Then looks over at the girls desk that's currently in shambles. "I never would've pegged you for a messy worker." This makes Spencer blush and glance back at her desk. Wow, it is pretty bad. "Yea I guess this whole moving thing has me all over the place. I promise I'm not usually this disorganized."

She looks over to catch another smirk across Paige's face. "No problem, I'm messy anyway." Spencer's eyes widen in horror which causes the other girl to laugh. "I'm kidding. Guess I can consider that payback for nearly giving me a heart attack." The shorter brunette lets out a sigh of relief. "That wasn't funny. It's not my fault you just assumed no one else was in here."

Paige shakes her head with a smile as she goes to open the door for Spencer. "Come on, I know an awesome pizza place not too far off campus." "Thank god. The last time I ate was six this morning and it was gross airplane food. My parents wanted to get food once we got off the plane but I was too focussed on getting to my dorm early enough to pick my side of the room." "How'd that work out for you?" Paige smiles at the girl and waits patiently for her to exit.

Spence grabs her clutch and walks out the door mumbling a thank you as she passes the girl holding the door. "Oh and by the way I was only half kidding. Just letting you know in advance that I apologize if you ever trip over my clothes in your way to the bathroom." The girl in front stops dead in her tracks and turns around with an expression much like the one plastered on her face not too long ago. Paige chuckles and motions for her to keep walking. "You've been warned."