It's All Relative: Book 1 Choices
an excerpt

Aoikin University sat on a hill in the middle of nowhere. When Sora read the description it said "A vast university on the rolling hills of Hirukazu city, an hour away from Tokyo." The university was definitely vast and the hills weren't rolling, but rather jagged sharp edged areas that resembled a small mountain.
She was one of the only students who didn't have a limo to drive her up to the dorm houses. Of course she had to get the reject house, House D, which was the furtherest away from everything. Wasn't there a trolley that went up here? No, the trolley stopped in front of Pine Vista, which she had to go through to get to the dorm houses anyway, it wasn't worth it. Sora watched all the limos drive up the winding road up to Glen Vista Dorm Houses. Sora climbed the up the steep stairs.
"Can I help you with your luggage?" someone had asked. Sora glanced up and saw a girl with curly magenta hair pulled back into a sporty ponytail. She was wearing black workout clothes and a black sweatband. She appeared to be jogging up these stairs like it was nothing.
"Please, thanks," Sora said, wiping the sweat from her forehead. Her hair was going to poof after this.
"What house are you staying in?" the girl asked.
"Glen Vista D," Sora said. The girl's lavendar eyes lit up.
"That's where I'm staying. Wow, how cool," the girl said. She smiled and extended her hand. "I'm Arashi Teitora."
"I'm Sora Kainomori," the other girl said. She looked at Arashi's extended hand for a moment, unsure. She shook it and Arashi took off in a power walk up the stairs. Sora didn't bother to keep up. Instead, she took her time taking in the scenery. At the top of the hill, the campus, Hirukaze, and Tokyo were in clear view. It would have been a nice view if she wasn't so tired.
Arashi waited for her at the top of the stairs. Sora could see the girl's black and magenta striped tiger ears. There was something odd about that girl. Arashi stopped powerwalking and stayed with Sora as they walked back to House D.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Arashi asked. Sora knew this question was coming. Every girl at leadership camp and at work asked her this question.
"No. I'm happy being single," Sora said. This was her usual answer.
"Me too," Arashi said. Sora was satisfied with her answer, but the tiger animari went on. "Though it would be nice to find a boyfriend this year. I'm kind of tired of being single. Aren't you?"
"I don't want to think about juggling a boyfriend between studies," Sora said, looking at the expectant look on Arashi's face. What she expecting her say? Arashi broke out into a guinea pig like laugh. Sora couldn't judge, her laugh was twice as loud and twice as obnoxious.
"You're strickly academic, aren't you?"
"Not really, but if I do get a boyfriend and he starts acting out, I'm gonna have to drop 'em like he's hot," Sora stated. Arashi let another laugh. "Studies come first."
"That's true. What's your major?"
"Goddess Studies."
"Wow," Arashi said. She got this expression from everyone. What was so fascinating about Goddess Studies? It was one of the easiest majors on the campus. Or at least easier than Animari Biology. It might have been the only major that required that one go to the Goddess Academy for further training. Sora said nothing. It wasn't that hard of a major. Just a lot of history and theory classes.
"What's your major?" Sora asked. This seemed like a question she'd be using a lot for the rest of her college career.
"History," Arashi said simply. History was as simple as Goddess Studies, Sora wasn't sure why Arashi had been so impressed. The girls went inside the dorm house.
It was nothing spectacular. It had a living room with a jade green sofa and a kitchen that had a blue wall above the sink. A table with eight blue,green, and red chairs around it. A refrigerator, a pantry, and television, two bathrooms and four bedrooms downstairs.
"Girls are upstairs," Arashi said.
"There's guys in this house?" Sora asked. Arashi nodded, but didn't seem to elaborate as to why girls were in the same house with guys. To live in the same house with strange guys that she didn't know was a little unsettling. What if they were chainsaw murderers or worse, perverts? Sora put her stuff upstairs. She was in Room 5, which had a nice view of the back of the school, where the sea could be seen if one squinted hard enough.
"Well, I'm going to go outside," Arashi said. "It's such a nice day. I feel like working out." Arashi hustled out the door. Sora went to her room and sat on the bed. She unpacked her clothes and slipped into her pajamas. She stared at the ceiling, watching the smoke detector blink until she got tired. Suddenly the door bell rang.