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mikaluvkitties
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For once, Rhode found themself unexcited for the school year to begin. Not only did school mean they would again find themself in a uniform, the most abominable creation in all of existence, they additionally had to deal with rain, which meant their shoes were going to be wet, and their socks probably would, too. If not for the fact that same wetness meant they didn’t have to participate in outdoor activities, they would have been quite upset, and the length of their shower that night would have reflected it.
Of course, their parents didn’t care how Rhode felt, if their day were a good or bad one, and instead spent the ride to the school reminding the teen of their expectations. After all, Rhode was going to the fancy school they liked and was doing makeup while they were at it, so they better keep their grades up, right? Needless to say, they were more than happy to exit the car the moment it stopped moving with a smile to their parents and a promise to call that night.
They slung their bag across their back, opening their umbrella before heading towards the people in ponchos with a wave, only shutting their umbrella when they were hurrying inside the auditorium. Sure, they had had the foresight to wear waterproof makeup, but that didn’t mean they wanted to get wet. As soon as they stepped in the room, they wanted to exit, feeling crushed by the sea of tan, surrounded by the cacophony of a large group of teenagers, and they frowned, staying in the back as their shoes squelched. They grimaced. That grimace only deepened as they watched Mr. Kerflunk take the stage.
With a wince at the roar, Rhode watched the room silence. As they turned to look at the wall Mr. Kerflunk gestured to, the wince smoothed into something more curious, their head cocking to the side as they frowned. As soon as Rhode realized they were frowning they smiled. They weren’t about to actively ruin their face with frown lines.
Who would they room with this year? Was it someone they knew? They almost missed when he started speaking again, lost in thought. Only as he finished his speech did they turn back to him, rolling their eyes at his comment before they went to see who they would be rooming with. It’s not like they were trying to get the floor wet.
Of course, their parents didn’t care how Rhode felt, if their day were a good or bad one, and instead spent the ride to the school reminding the teen of their expectations. After all, Rhode was going to the fancy school they liked and was doing makeup while they were at it, so they better keep their grades up, right? Needless to say, they were more than happy to exit the car the moment it stopped moving with a smile to their parents and a promise to call that night.
They slung their bag across their back, opening their umbrella before heading towards the people in ponchos with a wave, only shutting their umbrella when they were hurrying inside the auditorium. Sure, they had had the foresight to wear waterproof makeup, but that didn’t mean they wanted to get wet. As soon as they stepped in the room, they wanted to exit, feeling crushed by the sea of tan, surrounded by the cacophony of a large group of teenagers, and they frowned, staying in the back as their shoes squelched. They grimaced. That grimace only deepened as they watched Mr. Kerflunk take the stage.
With a wince at the roar, Rhode watched the room silence. As they turned to look at the wall Mr. Kerflunk gestured to, the wince smoothed into something more curious, their head cocking to the side as they frowned. As soon as Rhode realized they were frowning they smiled. They weren’t about to actively ruin their face with frown lines.
Who would they room with this year? Was it someone they knew? They almost missed when he started speaking again, lost in thought. Only as he finished his speech did they turn back to him, rolling their eyes at his comment before they went to see who they would be rooming with. It’s not like they were trying to get the floor wet.
n i h i l i s m
my jinji don't you cry
DORON LAKE ALTSCHULER
The rain was insidious. It crept into places where it was most explicitly told not to, by Doron himself as he comically clutched his sides. It looked as though a deer that had come straight from the womb was attempting to run, and to be frank and a bit disgusting, it was just as wet. Of course, this exhibit of exercise was not for his classmates, who chuckled at the Altschuler heir as he entered the auditorium. It was for his cigarettes, which he could've sworn were soaked to the bone despite his best efforts to shield them like a hen over her nicotine filled eggs. A very hastily planned trip to the bathroom told him otherwise, as he dried his hands the moment he entered (which was also quite comical in its reversal, but not something that his fellow classmates would've misunderstood) and pried open the wet casket that was his jacket.
The cigarettes were safe.
He let out a sigh of relief that was not very sincere, as what lay outside of the metal doors of bathroom confinement was another year of awful, awful phone calls from his mother and the constant-
His phone began to ring. And in that moment, he'd wished that the rain had crept into that deep crevice and shortcircuited it. But had that happened, she would've marched straight to the school and demanded to know where the body was. Panicking, he fumbled to silence the infernal ringing by answering the call.
"Hello mother."
"---"
"This really isn't the best time."
"---"
"Saturday, I guess."
"---"
"Yes, it's fine."
"---"
"No, look-- no I didn't. Listen, this really isn't the best time."
"---"
"In a few minutes. Yes, yes. I will. Okay. I love you too."
With a labored sigh, he hung up, leaning against the granite countertop that housed even more water. He considered toweling himself off, but that would just be a waste of paper towels, and he hated the way they felt on his skin. He dropped his head, his neck feeling the strain of such a height distance, and mumbled something about procrastinating. With this cryptic sentiment, he was on his way out the door.
Unfortunately, he'd missed the heartfelt speech about indoor carpeting from Mr. Kerflunk, but that wasn't going to ruin his mood. No sir, because he had a room to himself this year. Nodding in celebration, he began to make his way towards B33, the farthest room.
The cigarettes were safe.
He let out a sigh of relief that was not very sincere, as what lay outside of the metal doors of bathroom confinement was another year of awful, awful phone calls from his mother and the constant-
His phone began to ring. And in that moment, he'd wished that the rain had crept into that deep crevice and shortcircuited it. But had that happened, she would've marched straight to the school and demanded to know where the body was. Panicking, he fumbled to silence the infernal ringing by answering the call.
"Hello mother."
"---"
"This really isn't the best time."
"---"
"Saturday, I guess."
"---"
"Yes, it's fine."
"---"
"No, look-- no I didn't. Listen, this really isn't the best time."
"---"
"In a few minutes. Yes, yes. I will. Okay. I love you too."
With a labored sigh, he hung up, leaning against the granite countertop that housed even more water. He considered toweling himself off, but that would just be a waste of paper towels, and he hated the way they felt on his skin. He dropped his head, his neck feeling the strain of such a height distance, and mumbled something about procrastinating. With this cryptic sentiment, he was on his way out the door.
Unfortunately, he'd missed the heartfelt speech about indoor carpeting from Mr. Kerflunk, but that wasn't going to ruin his mood. No sir, because he had a room to himself this year. Nodding in celebration, he began to make his way towards B33, the farthest room.
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WolfSol
Brain cashew smooth
Allistor Hammonds
Computer Programmer | Room B21 | Grade 11
Computer Programmer | Room B21 | Grade 11
"I just want you to do something more with your life, Al. You've got loads of potential, do something about it."
"Pep talks" from his dad were rather grotesque at times, but rain was an abomination, as far as Allistor was concerned. It was both cold and wet, two things that he naturally abhorred, especially when his precious computer was in the mix. Especially now, he clutched his burgundy-striped Swissgear bag like his life depended on it while the rain enveloped him whole. Unlike his fellow students, he had not quite gotten the memo about today's weather, or rather he had been oblivious to the telltale signs of rain clouds and his father's comment on precipitation. It all only clicked when he booked it from the bus stop all the way to the entrance of the main building. By the time he'd gotten in, both his clothes and bag were soaked to the motherboar-err-bone.
You're such an idiot. What will happen if Bugsby gets wet and decides to short? You'll end up on death's row, that's what will happen. He chided himself as he maneuvered through the equally, sopping wet students. Anxiety drove him to dodge the insistent guides and avoid the steadfast traffic of students, instead searching wildly down the adjacent hall for a bathroom. He'd expected the men's bathroom to be null of life, but much to his dismay, he found it occupied by another. At first, he stood in the door way like an unripened lemon, clutching his Swissgear bag like a mighty shield. Although he'd like to admit his unease was due to the other person, it was more or less due to the fact that he instantly felt like he was walking on eggshells from the sight of the cellphone in the young man's grasp. A sinner sulking into church with reddened hands, it's what he felt like as he slowly, finally stepped over the threshold of two blindly contrasting choices of linoleum tiled flooring.
It's not like the guy owns the bathroom. It's public. Still, it felt like he was eavesdropping as he took to the farthest sink along the wall and plucked at the zipper of his bag. Bugsby, the extremely rugged Dell with a decent and rather sexy pair of guts, was relatively dry. If he'd been alone, he would have exclaimed a joyous thank you to no one in particular, and would have perhaps even kissed Bugsby. Yet he was not alone, and so he quickly cranked a towel and dried off the damp electronic.
When Bugsby was dryer than dry, and the younger man had finally left, seeming rather irritated to Allistor, he finally kissed the laptop. "Don't scare me like that." He muttered, grinning like a fool, as he slipped the laptop safely away in confinement. This time, he strapped the bag on his shoulder, and casually headed out and down the hall.
He was rather late, well late enough to have missed Mr. Kerflunk's orientation speech. If it wasn't for the clusterfuck of fellow bodies around taped papers, he would have remained at the very back of the room. With the bag strap securely over his shoulder and supported by a hand, he trekked through the masses, and discovered his temporary home, B21.
erzulie
cheers for spring; for life; for a growing soul
“Ṣe ile-iwe ẹkọ ti o dara julọ ọmọ mi. Maṣe gbagbe agboorun rẹ!” Her mother’s loving words had lifted her spirits, she had been said to leave them in what felt like such a short time. Her parents were not happy about her leaving again but they knew that they couldn’t keep her in the nest forever. So for the break they’d spent as much,maybe a little to much, time with their daughter. Grace was happy with returning to Beaumont. At long as she was finally a senior, she’d been looking forward to it since she had been a freshman. Being reunited with some of her friends was also a plus, it’d be nice to actually see them face to face rather than through video chat. Her last year at the school meant a lot to her. Beaumont had nurtured her talent and shaped her in ways that she didn’t even realize. Some part of her was not ready to let go. Soon she’d be stepping out into the real world.
Her pleasant thoughts were cut off by a large droplet of water falling onto her nose. Grace had looked up just in time to be hit by heavy droplets. She sighed, it seems her mother had been right. The old woman had a way of knowing how the whether would turn out despite what the weather channel said. Grace often joked that maybe her mother was a Iyami Aje, or in simpler terms a witch. Her teasing was always met with a sly smile and a “maybe” from her mama. Grace opened her umbrella and proceeded shield herself from the rain.
Thankfully they were being let into the gymnasium. She closed her umbrella and gently shook it once she was safe from the rain. Grace sauntered into the building. It was filled with drenched students. Grace took a moment to look around, searching the sea of faces for her friends. Once she spotted her usual group Grace headed over. As soon as she arrived Grace was subjected to squeals and being pulled into hugs. It made her a little uncomfortable as she wasn’t a very touchy person. Their conversation was cut short by Mr.Kerflunk’s booming voice. The beady eyed man was less than pleasant but being the polite girl that she was Grace decided not to speak on him further.
After saying goodbye to her friends Grace went to see which dorm she’d be staying in. Grace really hoped that her roommate wouldn’t be as bad as the previous one. She didn’t even want to think about that train wreck. She waited until the crowd of students lessened a little before moving towards forward to find her fine. So she’d be staying in A21 with two girls by the name of Heidi and Madison. Grace left to go to her temporary home.
Her pleasant thoughts were cut off by a large droplet of water falling onto her nose. Grace had looked up just in time to be hit by heavy droplets. She sighed, it seems her mother had been right. The old woman had a way of knowing how the whether would turn out despite what the weather channel said. Grace often joked that maybe her mother was a Iyami Aje, or in simpler terms a witch. Her teasing was always met with a sly smile and a “maybe” from her mama. Grace opened her umbrella and proceeded shield herself from the rain.
Thankfully they were being let into the gymnasium. She closed her umbrella and gently shook it once she was safe from the rain. Grace sauntered into the building. It was filled with drenched students. Grace took a moment to look around, searching the sea of faces for her friends. Once she spotted her usual group Grace headed over. As soon as she arrived Grace was subjected to squeals and being pulled into hugs. It made her a little uncomfortable as she wasn’t a very touchy person. Their conversation was cut short by Mr.Kerflunk’s booming voice. The beady eyed man was less than pleasant but being the polite girl that she was Grace decided not to speak on him further.
After saying goodbye to her friends Grace went to see which dorm she’d be staying in. Grace really hoped that her roommate wouldn’t be as bad as the previous one. She didn’t even want to think about that train wreck. She waited until the crowd of students lessened a little before moving towards forward to find her fine. So she’d be staying in A21 with two girls by the name of Heidi and Madison. Grace left to go to her temporary home.
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cherub.
𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘥 ☁ 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦𝘳
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Madison wasn't.. really all that hype for this school. Hell, it was an academy for prodigies, he would be better off at a regular school. He didn't even know why he was considered a prodigy anyways. He was laid back, and he was lazy, and almost never worked. Madison's green eyes darted towards his pocket as he heard his phone ring. He declined the call, as he actually tried to be respectful to the man that was talking. Which was unusual for Madison to do. As he felt the rain on his hair, and some droplets rolling down his cheeks, he raised the hood on the plastic poncho he was provided. He sighed as he watched all of the students walk one way. Of course he was zoning out, he does it lots. He asked someone nearby where the hell they were going, and they told him the gymnasium. Madison ran through the crowd, bumping into a few people as he did so. They scolded him but he didn't care and he kept going. Once he got into the gym, he raised the poncho over his head and he took it out, holding it as he looked around. It was a pretty spacious gym, but he knew it was for the Sports and Rec kids anyways. He was never really into sports.. He was too lazy to even get up sometimes, so why would he devote his time to sports? Madison really didn't have a group of friends he hung out with, neither did he hang out with a single friend. He didn't really consider himself to have any friends. He saw Grace with her group and he just shook his head and sighed. He walked on, and he stopped in his tracks once he heard Mr. Kerflunk's loud ass voice. He didn't listen to it, well.. he at least tried not to. Once the guy's speech was over, Madison was told what room to go to. Little did he know he had a roommate. He didn't really like having roommates, because they always complained on the quality of the room, and how messy Madison was at times. He trekked up the stairs and he went to his "home", well at least for now.. Room B21.
erzulie
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elextrified
zeus aspirant
The Evoy twins had always been opposites. Being fraternal twins was a given as they were the opposite sex, but many had often said that it was as if Eerie had sucked up all of the positive genes while in the womb, leaving nothing for Eryx but negativity, misery, and aggression. Blondes with nearly identical faces; yet one was the glistening sunshine and the other was the pouring rain. Was it a realistic idea? Perhaps not, but the twins held true to the statement as they pulled up in front of the school that they were to be staying at for the next several months. Eryx sat in his seat, arms folded firmly across his chest in defense, feet pressed aggressively into the passenger seat where his mother sat waiting, his jaw clenched to the point of near teeth shattering as he stared pointedly at the ground, refusing to acknowledge as his father spoke to him. Eerie on the other hand, had already thrown the door open the moment the car had come to a halt, umbrella above her head to shield her from the heavy droplets of rain as she ran to the back of the car to grab her bag.
It took several moments, several moments that Eerie stood under the awning of the school’s building and waited for her twin before Eryx was finally fed up with the situation and threw open the car door with a growl and more or less threw himself out. The boy was instantly soaked by the downpour, so he took his time getting his belongings and trudging to the school’s front doors. The rain fell from his drenched hair, falling onto his face in heavy drops that slid down his neck. However, as they were directed to the gymnasium for the orientation speech, he couldn’t find it in him to care. He wasn’t his sister, who was dressed comfortably but took enough pride in her appearance to make a good first impression. She’d tried telling her brother that he had to at least care about looking nice on the first day of orientation, but he left that to his sister. He’d look nice on another day when he wasn’t planning his parent’s demise.
The two, despite not getting along very well, stuck together during the speech. Perhaps because Eryx found at least a bit of comfort being near someone familiar in a room full of strangers or because Eerie wanted to make sure she wasn’t forever known as the girl whose twin murdered someone on orientation day; whatever the reason, the two sat together as the principal of their school, an unattractive, annoying looking thing, gave a ‘speech.’ When they were all dismissed to find their room assignments, Eerie flew out of her seat and jogged to the wall, using her firm shoulders to make her way to the front of the crowd as quickly as she could. After finding both her own and her brother’s numbers, conveniently both 22’s, the pair lined up with another group of students and was led to the dorm building. By now, Eerie was vibrating with excitement, anxious to set up her room and meet the person that she'd be spending the rest of the year with, while Eryx was just hoping he didn't get paired with someone that made him more upset than he already was.
It took several moments, several moments that Eerie stood under the awning of the school’s building and waited for her twin before Eryx was finally fed up with the situation and threw open the car door with a growl and more or less threw himself out. The boy was instantly soaked by the downpour, so he took his time getting his belongings and trudging to the school’s front doors. The rain fell from his drenched hair, falling onto his face in heavy drops that slid down his neck. However, as they were directed to the gymnasium for the orientation speech, he couldn’t find it in him to care. He wasn’t his sister, who was dressed comfortably but took enough pride in her appearance to make a good first impression. She’d tried telling her brother that he had to at least care about looking nice on the first day of orientation, but he left that to his sister. He’d look nice on another day when he wasn’t planning his parent’s demise.
The two, despite not getting along very well, stuck together during the speech. Perhaps because Eryx found at least a bit of comfort being near someone familiar in a room full of strangers or because Eerie wanted to make sure she wasn’t forever known as the girl whose twin murdered someone on orientation day; whatever the reason, the two sat together as the principal of their school, an unattractive, annoying looking thing, gave a ‘speech.’ When they were all dismissed to find their room assignments, Eerie flew out of her seat and jogged to the wall, using her firm shoulders to make her way to the front of the crowd as quickly as she could. After finding both her own and her brother’s numbers, conveniently both 22’s, the pair lined up with another group of students and was led to the dorm building. By now, Eerie was vibrating with excitement, anxious to set up her room and meet the person that she'd be spending the rest of the year with, while Eryx was just hoping he didn't get paired with someone that made him more upset than he already was.
apolla
❛ it's only love, nobody dies ❜
crossofjesus
angel
Valerie Dobbie
She groaned as rain droplets started hitting the top of her head, making it somewhat feel like a shower to be honest. Y'know, if showers were like, very bad. Or if someone had forgotten to pay the electric bill or whatever. She pathetically covered her head with an orientation day pamphlet that'd been handed out, looking for the nearest spot of shade. She didn't hate rain, she just liked it more when she was inside.
She made it to the gymnasium, where she gathered her surroundings carefully. Honestly, she could really give two shits about the orientation now, she just wanted to be in her dorm and sleeping or something like that. She had quickly bolted to a seat when the principal had spoken his welcome address, not wanting to completely embarrass herself in front of her potential new peers. She didn't usually embarrass herself, however she didn't want to be known by her classmates as that 'weird girl who stood during the principal's welcome'. It was specific, but kids were damn well mean these days.
Sooner rather than later the speech was done, and students were rushing to go to their dorms. She hated crowds, not because of people, but because everyone was so damn slow. Specifically the freshman, she didn't know where the hell the learnt to walk, but she swore that if she found out, she'd tell them that they did it incorrectly, and should be sued. She laughed to herself at the thought, carrying on through the crowd of students. Secretly hoping that maybe, just maybe at least one of them had some form of drugs on them.
Stardreamer
make a wish now
The rain poured outside the windows of the car, and Zakia fiddled with the small umbrella she’d brought. It was a normal black umbrella, except for the fact that her best friend had painted stars on the handle last year and called it lucky. She could definitely use some luck today. First day at a new school, after all.
"You nervous?" asked the Uber driver, as if she could sense Zakia's stress. Or maybe it was because Zakia had given her destination as Beaumont Academy. The driver- Beth, if Zakia was remembering correctly- probably assumed she was a new ninth grader, and it would be half-right; Zakia was new, and young enough to look like a ninth-grader, anyway.
"It's nothing," she said, waving it off. And it would be nothing. She'd make it nothing, because she couldn't afford to be nervous. Not today, not on her first day at a new school, not when first impressions were everything.
"Well, alright. My daughter’s going to a new school herself and she’s terrified, even though it doesn’t start for another week, so it’s okay to be nervous.” There’s a pause, and then, “We're here, so you can get out. And don’t worry. You’ll be just fine."
At that, she grinned. "I know."
Zakia adjusted her bowtie one more time- why couldn't she get this thing straight?- and double-checked her messenger bag inside her messenger bag. Yes, she knew it was likely overkill, but she'd saved her allowance to buy her own bag, with a zipper and pockets. And it was waterproof. She wasn’t going to give up those benefits just to stay in uniform, and she was more comfortable using her own bag anyway. She'd get confirmation on whether that was allowed when she got there, and if it wasn’t, she’d stick with her two-bag system. Then, with a deep breath, she opened the car door, popped open her umbrella, and stepped out.
Rain beat a pattern over her head as she grabbed her bag and walked in, paying Beth quickly as she left. The driver glanced at her with a sort of hurt expression, as if Zakia had been rude somehow. She might have apologized, but she didn't have time or the brainspace to worry about that right now. She’d gotten there a bit early, but not too long- just enough time to smile at her mother’s perpetual bad puns and send her parents one last text. Then the gym doors swung open, letting in the students and the still-wet sense of precipitation. Zakia found a seat in the commotion and sat, primly, keeping her back straight.
There wasn’t a speech so much as a sendoff, and no more than a few minutes later they were being sent to their dorms. It looked like some of the new ninth graders were pairing off with older students, but no one seemed to notice her. Which was honestly fine with Zakia. She didn’t need to know everyone, she just needed to know the important ones. But she didn’t really know where she was going, and she couldn’t see her dorm assignment either- stupid shortness. Well, she’d deal with it. There had to be a map of the school somewhere, and she was certain they’d sent out some sort of email about dorm assignments. She pulled out her phone as she headed off with the rest of the crowd, and got looking.
"You nervous?" asked the Uber driver, as if she could sense Zakia's stress. Or maybe it was because Zakia had given her destination as Beaumont Academy. The driver- Beth, if Zakia was remembering correctly- probably assumed she was a new ninth grader, and it would be half-right; Zakia was new, and young enough to look like a ninth-grader, anyway.
"It's nothing," she said, waving it off. And it would be nothing. She'd make it nothing, because she couldn't afford to be nervous. Not today, not on her first day at a new school, not when first impressions were everything.
"Well, alright. My daughter’s going to a new school herself and she’s terrified, even though it doesn’t start for another week, so it’s okay to be nervous.” There’s a pause, and then, “We're here, so you can get out. And don’t worry. You’ll be just fine."
At that, she grinned. "I know."
Zakia adjusted her bowtie one more time- why couldn't she get this thing straight?- and double-checked her messenger bag inside her messenger bag. Yes, she knew it was likely overkill, but she'd saved her allowance to buy her own bag, with a zipper and pockets. And it was waterproof. She wasn’t going to give up those benefits just to stay in uniform, and she was more comfortable using her own bag anyway. She'd get confirmation on whether that was allowed when she got there, and if it wasn’t, she’d stick with her two-bag system. Then, with a deep breath, she opened the car door, popped open her umbrella, and stepped out.
Rain beat a pattern over her head as she grabbed her bag and walked in, paying Beth quickly as she left. The driver glanced at her with a sort of hurt expression, as if Zakia had been rude somehow. She might have apologized, but she didn't have time or the brainspace to worry about that right now. She’d gotten there a bit early, but not too long- just enough time to smile at her mother’s perpetual bad puns and send her parents one last text. Then the gym doors swung open, letting in the students and the still-wet sense of precipitation. Zakia found a seat in the commotion and sat, primly, keeping her back straight.
There wasn’t a speech so much as a sendoff, and no more than a few minutes later they were being sent to their dorms. It looked like some of the new ninth graders were pairing off with older students, but no one seemed to notice her. Which was honestly fine with Zakia. She didn’t need to know everyone, she just needed to know the important ones. But she didn’t really know where she was going, and she couldn’t see her dorm assignment either- stupid shortness. Well, she’d deal with it. There had to be a map of the school somewhere, and she was certain they’d sent out some sort of email about dorm assignments. She pulled out her phone as she headed off with the rest of the crowd, and got looking.
AquaMarie
Ambassador of the Sea
Heidi found herself outside of her families van holding on to her blue umbrella, with sea turtles and bubbles all over. As she becomes showered with hugs and kisses, especially by her mother. “ahora te me cuidas.. tapadita bien hasta que entres dentro.” her mother said as she fussed over her scarf and raincoat making sure she was well bundled up. “Sí amá” the young teen said with a giggle as her mother fussed over her. “Hay mija te vamos a extrañar..” her mother said giving her a hug, which Heidi hugged her back lovingly. “yo tambien, los voy extrañar muchísimo.” “te me portas bien, y nos hablas todos las noches y cuando puedas..” her father spoke to her as he gently patted her head with his large hand. “estamos orgullosos de ti” both of her parents said said as they gave her one more hug before letting her go. Heidi smiled as she adjusted the strap of her messenger bag.Ready she quickly made her way past other students and making her way up the front steps and to the door. Turning around she spotted her parents, still waiting by the van. Smiling she stood on her tippy-toes and waved goodbye to her parents. Though she did many weird looks and laughs from her fellow schoolmates, she could care less. Closing her umbrella and tapping it against her shoes, she took a deep breath and stepped through the doors. She was going to miss her parents and all her family while at school. After spending so much time with them all during summer, she was going to miss all that noise and laughter. But she was excited about the new school year, the new classes, art projects and hopefully this would be the year she actually made some true friends.
Once she was inside the gymnasium she quickly found a seat and sat quietly throughout the speech that welcomes the students. Though her mind did wonder while the talking went on as her eyes wander the area, looking at the other students around her. She was relieved when it was all over, though she stayed in her seat. The large crowds made her uncomfortable and just imagining the halls filled with everyone made her shiver. All these people pushing and yelling would make her feel claustrophobic. Once the area became empty she slowly got up and made her way over to the dorms. Heidi could not wait to meet her new roommates she just hoped they were nicer to her than the last ones she had.
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