"But what about my creative writing lessons?" Jackson asked, feigning hurt. He held the expression for a moment before his lips tugged into a smile. "I think I need to buy you a coffee or something, for helping me find this place." He offered, eyes locking with hers. He didn't mind her enthusiasm, he needed someone to cheer him up and she seemed like the perfect person to do so. Plus, she was really nice.<br/><br/>"Or, we can go<span style="font-style: italic">true</span>student style and check out the bars." He suggested, waiting for her reaction. He hoped she didn't think he was hitting on her, he wasn't sleazy. He just wanted to thank her for helping him out and hopefully make at least one friend.<br/><br/>She wouldn't get a chance to reply though, a lady stepped out of the International office and looked at the pair. "Jackson Croft, come on in." She smiled, standing beside the door so he could enter the room. He looked over his shoulder at her, standing up and entering the room before the lady shut it behind him.<br/><br/>"Take a seat, it'll just take me a moment to figure out what the problem is." She explained, taking a seat in the chair on the other side of the desk and typing frantically on the keyboard. Jackson did as she instructed, sitting down opposite her and looking at the posters that were plastered on the walls. It was mainly ones showing off how the University had been awarded for accepting the most International students in the year.<br/><br/>"Okay. It seems you didn't send us one of the forms we require to properly enroll you. Not to worry, I have one here that you can fill in now. Then you may be on your way." She smiled perkily, zooming back in her desk chair to grab the form before handing it to him.