Abyss of passion

It was early Sunday morning, the newbies were all eager to resume to school. The whole park was filled with parents dropping off their children for resumption with their luggage, while some came without their parents dragging their heavy luggage all on their own. Chatters filled the atmosphere, parents advising their children.

Mrs Morgan dragged Diane's luggage, ready to walk into the dormitory with her. Diane paused, trying to process what her mother was planning.

"Mum, what are you doing?" She questioned.

"What do you see I'm doing?" Mrs Morgan replied with confusion all over her face.

"No, you can't go in with me," Diane continued. "It's embarrassing." She grabbed her luggage from her mother and made her way into the dormitory.

"Call me," her mother shouted. She continued, "Don't bother, I'll give you a call."

Diane shook her head as she walked in searching for room's number written on the key she was given earlier at the registration office, room 052. Soon, she was on the third floor, standing before a closed door which indicated the room number she's been roaming around for. Boldly, she unlocked the door before pushing it open. She walked in careful welcomed by an extravagant room, indeed she got the best room.

"Wow!"

It was a large room, two beds directly opposite each other, one of the beds looking almost like a king sized bed which revealed it has an unknown occupant with the stuffed bear and animals lying on the well tidied bed. Just by the bedside is a small cabinet with a mirror, same applied to the other bedside on the left hand side which would soon be Diane's. On each side of the room was a large closet for clothes and shoes.

"My roommate is a spoilt rich kid," said Diane with sarcasm. "Great."

She dropped her luggage by the closet and walked to the window, she sat by it, enjoying the view.

"Welcome to the real world Diane," she said to herself.

***

Jason hurried out of the bathroom to open the door when he heard a knock. Standing at the entrance was a guy just the same age with Jason.

"Jason Macbane?" He asked with a big smile plastered on his face. Jason nodded still confused. "I'm Tyler Jones, your roommate," he added still with the same expression on his face.

"Come on in, I've been expecting you," Jason replied, smiling.

"Oh really!" Tyler exclaimed, trying to carry all his bags at once as they kept slipping off. "I've got this."

"Let me help you with that," said Jason. He helped Tyler with some of his bags into the room before closing the door behind him.

Jason watched his roommate as he stood rooted to the spot still carrying his bags, he was engulfed in the enormity of the room.

"Am I in the right room?" Tyler questioned.

Jason burst into laughter. "Dude, you're funny. Of course you are."

"This is amazing!" He screamed.

Jason jumped on his bed. "Stop with the act Tyler. You think I don't know who you are." Tyler smiled and also sat on his bed. "Oh! I know where you got that acting trait from. Your dad. So why won't you also put up an act," Jason added.

"I was just pulling your legs," Tyler replied jokingly. "I'm just so happy to be here. I'm definitely going to love it here."

"Wanna take a stroll?"

"Sure," Tyler replied, jumping off his bed. Jason followed suite.