Hi Soph, good luck with your studies! See you soon and don't give up!
It gave her a much needed smile.
However, the minute she arrived at her dorm to claim her room, she started farting hearts for practically everyone there!
Whoa, hold on there missy, you're here to study. Not to chase after every student that's available!
She had a few minutes before the Student 'Meet and Greet', so she carefully unpacked her brand new easel (that she's spotted en route to campus and couldn't resist buying) and started painting.
She didn't get far. But that's against the point. She was here, she only had two morning classes, so the afternoon and evenings were hers to do as she pleased.
Rather than run, she decided to test out her wings and zoomed along at great speed towards the Student Union building.
She met up with a few interesting folks and immediately struck up a conversation with the llama mascot.
Sophie: So, it's your turn to be the mascot huh?
Mascot: Yep.
Sophie: Bummer. That must suck.
Mascot: Nah. In fact I enjoy meeting all the new faces here.
Sophie: Yeah, well, I'm more of an 'old face'.
Mascot: Oh, a returnee? What's your vocation? What are you studying?
Sophie: Fine Arts.
Mascot: Oh, nice one. I'm still undeclared. I can't decide which degree to choose from. There are so many!
Just then, a lecturer walked in and Sophie and the rest of the students just couldn't help but stare at him. It looked as though he'd taken a dip in the local pool. He ignored all the stares to wipe the white board and scribble down some notes.
Mascot: That must be the new lecturer. I heard he's a little ... um ... eccentric.
Sophie: Sounds as though classes with him will be ... interesting!
Mascot: Yep. Anyways, I'd better go greet more students, make them feel welcome. And welcome back!
Sophie: Thanks. I'm feeling a little thirsty so I'll just grab a couple of sodas.
Unfortunately, the easel, plus the cost of the moving van, almost wiped out Sophie's pocket money and she was feeling a bit thirsty. So she rattled the vending machine.
Nothing.
She gave it a kick.
Still nothing.
A couple of body slams later and one of the cans jiggled from it's cradle and rolled down into the compartment below. After slugging the free soda down, she decided to whip out her guitar and start playing. After all, she DID have lofty ambitions to sing!
It got the attention of a rather suave looking Sim, who immediately invited her to his frat kegger party on campus.
Frat Boy: You'll be great for entertainment
Sophie: Gee, thanks, but I do need to study you know.
Frat Boy: Oh come on, classes don't start until tomorrow anyways, it'll be fun. And don't forget your guitar. You're really talented.
And that's when Sophie's good intentions went completely out of the window.
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