Tracy never once looked at Amanda as she silently continued to clean the room. She picked up her ruin guitar and put it away in the corner. She will take it to the shop later and see if they could repair it somehow.<br/>Even when Amanda talked, she didn't look at her. Her guitar was ruined, the room was a mess and on top of that now they were called up by the Dean. Fucking fantastic..!! She shook her head lightly trying to get her mind straight and began to move the rubbish downstairs.<br/><em>Well at least she helped in cleaning the room...<br/>what the fuck..it was her fucking fault..she should be doing that...and now I have to go to the Dean with her for just her fault..<br/>Come on Tracy..they just talked her in to this...its not her fault entirely..<br/></em>Tracy didn't know what to make of her new room mate at the moment. She looked at her as she was about to take the last of the rubbish downstairs.<strong>" Just don't do this again..." </strong>Tracy then moved out of the room without even awaiting for her reply.