There was a new sleeping arrangement this year, each boy would share a room with a girl - as that is how my boarding school thought we would learn to respect each other, and people's privacy.
I heard a knock on my door, a soft knock, one that sounded like it belonged to a girl.
I caught the ball mid air, and put it down on my bed. I walked to the door, and checked myself out in the mirror - my blue eyes glistening, my short, spiked, brown hair wet, as I had just recently got out of a shower, my six pack on show, as I was only wearing a pair of jeans.
I opened the door to find a girl standing on the other side, only a few inches shorter then me - I'd say she was around 5'6, me being 5'9.
"Hey, are you Dylan?" the girl asked, smiling at me, her bright green eyes shining, her long blonde hair flowing smoothly over one of her shoulders.
She wore a pair of navy blue jeans, with a white top and a smart blue jacket.
"Er, yeah, hi I'm Dylan, you must be my roommate for the year," I said, looking at her, smiling a smile most girls couldn't resist.
"Great! I'm Alison, but people call me Ali," said Ali, holding her timetable in one hand, her bag over one shoulder, and her suitcase behind her.
"Well come in," I said, offering to help her with her bags. I showed her which bed was hers, and she put her bag down on it.
"So," she said, "this is where I'll be spending the next year."
"I hope you don't mind," I said, flashing her another smile.
"I don't mind," Ali said back, giving me a smile in return.
I let her settle in, and then we walked to the dining hall together, to get some food. Considering it was the week before school, and most people were arriving within the next few days, it was surprisingly empty.
We got our food and went and sat down at a table, with a couple of my friends that just arrived.
"Hey Dylan!" said my friend Joe.
"Hey Joe, have you met my new roommate Ali?" I asked.
"Er yeah, I have, but I thought your name was Courtney?" Joe asked confused.
She laughed, looking at him, "I think you've got me confused with my twin," she said.
"You have a twin?" I asked her, surprised.
"Yeah, and in fact, she is right over," she paused, looking for her, "there!"
She waved her over.