Once I got off of the plane I went to go and get my luggage. It was 12:30 am and I still hadn't left the airport. While I was waiting I called my mum. I quickly hung up the phone and yelled as I did so. I forgot that there were different time zones.I looked up and a few of the other people were staring at me as if i was a complete weirdo. I mean they had every right to, I probably sounded like an idiot. I sighed and hung my head in shame and waited for my bag.
I called a taxi to take me to the college and when I finally got to the college it was 1:30 am. I quietly tried to find my dorm but got lost. I was walking backwards down the hallway just to see if I had missed it behind me, just as I turned round I walked into someone and we both fell over.
"Oh my god! I am so sorry! Are you hurt, did I hurt you?" I was flying questions too quickly for him to respond. He started laughing.
"No, I'm okay! Are you hurt?" He asked smiling yet seeming concerned at the same time.
"I'm good!" I smiled weakly and realised I was still on top of him.
"I should probably get off of you now" I said trying not to make it awkward. He smiled and laughed. I stood up and helped him stand.
"Thank you. I'm Ashton by the way" he said reaching his hand out to shake mine.
"I'm y/n". I smile and shake his hand.
"Well, it was nice to meet you".
"Yeah it was!" I replied. "You wouldn't happen to know where my dorm is would you?" I asked hoping that he would know. He took the piece of paper from my hand that had my dorm room on it and smirked at it.
"What?" I say concerned.
"Looks like you're just over the hall from me" he says and leads me to my dorm.