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room.  It’s a mixture of blues and purples.  I just stand in
the middle of the two rooms not knowing where to put my bag or if I’d even be
allowed to sit in the home they have made here.
    “I
know, Dad.  I’ll try to come home on Saturday.  I’ll see if I can
catch up on my work tomorrow, okay?  I miss you, too.  Yes, I promise
I’m fine.”  She looks at me shaking her head and rolling her eyes, then
points to the couch for me to sit down.  I do, but despite how comfortable
this place looks, I’m afraid of messing something up.  She told her dad
she might go home this weekend and it actually disappoints me.  “Love you,
too.  Be careful driving,” she says as she disconnects the call. 
“Sorry.  My dad was trying to get me to come home tonight.  I haven’t
seen him since, um, school started.”  She looked like she was going to say
something else.
    “No
biggie.  Nice place you girls have here,” I tell her.
    “Are
you making fun of us?” she asks raising her eye brows.
    “No,”
I laugh and stand up walking to meet her in the kitchen.  “It’s actually
nice in here.  Kind of like home.”
    “That’s
what we were going for.”  She reaches in the refrigerator and pulls out a
bottle of water.  “Want one?” I shake my head but thank her anyway. 
“I cannot take the credit though.  It was all, Leah.  She’s the
creative one.  She just tells everyone what to do and where to put
stuff.  I told her someday, she’s going to have to decorate my
house.  Anyway, I’m sure you have stuff to do.  Want to get started?”
    “I
have nothing to do tonight,” I feel the need to tell her.  “But, sure.”
    “My
laptop is set up in my room, do you mind?”  She gestures toward the door
to the left of the living room.
    I
shake my head and follow her as we walk in the bedroom.  It’s just as nice
as the living room.  They have matching comforters, still in the blue and
purple theme, and the throw pillows on both beds even match.  These are
probably the only two beds made in the entire building.  Different
pictures hang on their walls, but they used the same black frames they used in
the living room.  Even their dressers are neatly placed together under the
window and decorated as if it were one piece of furniture.
    “Wow. 
Good thing I came here.  You might freak out if you saw our messy place.”
    She
laughs and says, “No I wouldn’t.  We just wanted a place we could feel
comfortable and love since we have to be here most of the time.  I will
admit that we are a little OCD with keeping stuff neat and clean.  You
should see Julia and Erin’s room.  They keep the door closed because Leah
will go in and clean it if she sees how messy it is.  I haven’t even been
in their bathroom.  I’m afraid something will eat me if I go in
there.  Those two are the biggest slobs ever!”  I really enjoy
listening to the sound of her laugh.  I’m going to have to get her to do
that more often.  “I’m going to grab you a chair from the kitchen.”
    “So,
why purple and blue?” I call as she is already returning with the chair. 
    “Purple
is Leah’s favorite color and blue is mine.”  She sets the chair down in
front of the wooden desk next to hers.  “Good thing they go together.”
  
    “Thanks.”
    “No
problem,” she says.  Her cell phone rings from where she put it down in
the living room.  She goes to get it, but declines the call before she
walks back into the room.  She puts her phone face down on the desk and
sits in front of the computer.  “The least I can do is type this up,” she
tells me.  She opens her lab workbook to the page we were on
yesterday.  “You dictate and I shall type.”
    “Do
you need to answer that?” I’m curious to know who was calling her.  I’ve
tried to look at the pictures.  There is no sign of a boyfriend.  The
other girls have their boyfriends in a couple of the pictures, but I don’t see
anyone with