Lauren looked about her, a bit bewildered and confused. The room was small and fastidious. It wasn't bare but it was Spartan. There were two small dressers, two single beds with thin, uncomfortable looking mattresses. There was a single, low quality mirror on the wall and a tiny closet filled with gray, jump-suit uniforms on wire hangers. I guess that's what I'm supposed to change into, she thought.
As she removed her shirt and jeans to put on a jumpsuit she glanced up. The ceiling was low and made of white acoustic tile, complete with small pock marks. Realizing the room was so small added claustrophobia to the list of things discomforting her, but it wasn't as bad as the door opening when she stood only in her underwear reaching for a jumpsuit.
Lauren screeched and tried to cover herself. The newcomer was giggling. Lauren was half in the closet, half covered by an un-worn jumpsuit when she finally took time to look at her visitor.
It was a tall girl, probably in her early twenties, very beautiful, with long black hair, wearing a uniform just like those in the closet. New newcomer was sitting on a bed now, trying to control her laughing.
"I'm sorry," the new girl said. "I guess I should have knocked, but it's my room too, and I guess I wasn't expecting you to be here. Or at least not be so... nude." She broke off into more peals of laughter.
Lauren blushed some more, but decided she needed to get used to the girl anyway, and put on her jumpsuit. When she was finally dressed, the dark haired girl stood an held out her hand. "I'm Ashlyn," She said simply. "I'm your roomie. Hope we'll be buds."
Lauren took her hand and suddenly became aware that she was jealous. Her own hair was dirty blonde, she was short, and she had uninteresting, pale brown eyes. Ashlyn was beautiful by any standard. Tall, graceful, emerald-green eyes. She probably doesn't have problems getting dates, Lauren thought.