Despite her nervous thoughts, Anastasia was wondering what this girl was like. If anything, she might be a worthwhile replacement to not-so-interesting roommate. A person who cared for nothing but herself and lazy attitude was because of her wealthy background. If not for that, she'd likely take a hint.<span style="font-style: italic">'Well now... She's in my class... She is active in classes, but I hear she is a bit of a loner... Or so rumors go,'</span>She mused. Her fingers tapped her suitcase, her dark brown eyes cruising to her classmate's face as well.<span style="font-style: italic">'She is rather slender, but she has a soft yet uplifting look about her. I would critique her hair... But that doesn't look broke... But maybe I could offer to do it for her... Maybe.'</span>Hair was never something Anastasia obsessed about before, but she was good at designing hair. She enjoyed doing her hair and doing her, but not enough to take up her whole day.<br/><br/>However, Anastasia deep thought of hair was interrupted by the girl's shy response,<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm sor-"</span>. The sudden pause made Anastasia ask herself, 'Was it something I said?' What was she apologizing for? But soon she finished,<span style="font-style: italic">"-yes, please sit,"</span>As she watched her push her suitcases away to give Anastasia as much room as she could, she smiled at her possibly new friend's voice again,<span style="font-style: italic">"I'm sorry, I don't seem to know your name?"</span>What a relief, she thought to herself. Not that she would have angry if she had been refused, but it was some time since she wasn't enraged with her roommate or stuck hitting the books till midnight to keep ahead of her classes.<br/><br/>Without hesitation, Anastasia laid her suitcase on the floor, pushing it slightly in between the seat and the wall in front of them. No point in leaving a tripping hazard right at the front of the bus. Even worse that she'd have hurt themselves over her cooking materials and ingredients. Finally sitting down, she had finally spoken once more. "That's quite all right. My name is Anastasia. Anastasia Almist. I believe we're classmates, but what was your name?"