On Becoming Eve

Our bus was waiting for us and we loaded in. I caught Frances walking past and waved at her, feeling an odd connection to a lady, I really didn't know at all. She smiled broadly and waved back, "she even moves like a cat," I thought to myself. The bus dropped us in the parking lot near The University were our cars were parked, I threw my stuff into Victors old Jeep and shared hugs with most, not all the group. It had been a great trip, a once in a lifetime adventure. Victor dropped me off at the private dorm where I lived, kissing me on the cheek and teasing me about being his 'girlfriend' one more time before he headed home, I'm sure to let his partner know how much he had missed him.

Ella let me in, she had her brother Jackson managed the dorm. I rinsed off in the shower and climbed into my bed, quickly falling asleep as my head filled with memories and dreams of another life. I slept in the next morning until the noise and commotion of 'moving day' wrested me from those dreams. I went to the bathroom, threw on some shorts and a halter top, splashed some water on my face, brushed my teeth, and sat at the small vanity, trying to do something with my hair. Summers in Austin were hot; I was going to need to help my new roommate move in and needed my long auburn tresses out of the way. I was not having much success when a tall woman with long raven-black hair and dark brown eyes, so dark they were almost black, walked in behind me, "Oh, there you are, here let me help you with that,' She offered. My hair was quickly in a tight bun at the back of my head," How's that," she asked as she rested her soft hands on my shoulders?

"Um, perfect," I muttered as strange feelings started to surge through my body and an oddly familiar collection of aromas filled my head; I realized I was referring to the way I felt when she touched me as much I was to what she had done with my hair. I placed my hands on hers and smiled, biting my lip coyly as our eyes locked in the mirror," I'm Eve, Eve Sommers," I smiled, drifting slowly into the depths of the deep brown of her eyes, "Welcome, I guess you're my new roommate" I could feel myself blush?

"I guess so, "she answered, "My name's Sarah, Sarah Santiago," Her smile told me everything else.