Izzy didnâ€™t know what to expect about this year either. He had just transferred from a different college. He looks on his sheet; it said that he was supposed to go to dorm room number 227. He finally reaches the dorm room and goes to turn the handle. Of course he had to put some of his stuff down, he had more out in his car. The room was of course locked.<span style="font-style: italic">This means that my roommate hasnâ€™t came yet </span>he thinks as he unlocks the door. Other people in the dorm stared at him for the way he was dressed. He looked like the type of person that shouldnâ€™t be an expensive college like this one. Once inside, he places his laptop on one of the beds, claiming it as his own. Then he puts boxes next to his bed. Then he goes and gets the rest of his stuff. Once he had gotten all his stuff, he began to get settled in. He begins to unpack all of his stuff. Once he was done unpacking, he flops down on his bed. And then turns on his lap top. He was either going to play computer games or play music or play both. He begins to play music. The first song he played was<span style="font-style: italic">Cry Little Sister</span>by Seasons After (link at bottom). Just as he began to play the song, he watches as the door opens and a male walks in.<span style="font-style: italic">So this must be my roommate.</span>he thinks.<br/><br/>Song-m<a class="postlink" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3eeGTFH_Fo&amp;ob=av2e">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y3eeGTFH_Fo&amp;ob=av2e</a>m