Welcome To M.A.

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"That would be sixty-five dollars miss."

I handed him the money and he gave me my suitcases. Nice guy, really knew how to drive a taxi. I picked up my bags, ready to start my last high school year. Taking a deep breath, I turned around to see the school.

Wow.

W-O-W

I mean, WOW. This school was huge. It even looked amazing.

Did I just call a school amazing?

Who cares. This school looked like 10 mansions put together, plus, palm trees were everywhere. I think I transferred to paradise. The entire building was beige, with windows at almost every corner, but this building was sepparated from the others. A sign at the top of it labled it as "Center". There were billboards on both sides of the building with papers all over it sponsering school activities.

I looked at another building. It looked almost identical to the other, but this one had art on the walls. It was like someone cut a 'U' on that side of the building. There were paintings all over the inside of the 'U', and when I say paintings, I don't mean the ones that you'd buy at a museum, I'm talking about actual 10 feet paintings of splatted paint and actual drawings, on the floor and walls. It looked incredible.

I turned forward and made my way through everyone till I reached the one labeled "Center".

It looked bigger in the inside than it did on the outside. The whole place was one floor but with like 50 other rooms. I walked over to the desk where a lady was using the computer. I'm assuming she's important or she wouldn't be in the center.

"Hi my name is Brooklyn Sorrentino, I'm new to the school."

She looked up at me and smiled, "New? What's your last name again?"

"Sorrentino."

She began typing onto the keyboard until my picture came up. I had to wake up at 5 A. M. to take and register that damn picture and I hate it with all my heart. Why do all my I.D. pictures come out so ugly?

"Ah, here we go. I'll print out your I.D. and schedule which has your room number and classes on it. Senior girls stay in the Northside part of M.A., so your scheduling problems and complaints go to North Center. Do I seem to be forgetting anything?"

I let all that information sink in until I thought of the most important question of all.

"When is my lunch period?"

She rose her eyebrows at me, probably expecting somthing more important. Seriously though, what's more important than lunch? She looked down at my schedule and back at the computer and began clicking until she spoke again. "It's right after your 4th hour class."

I think I'm dying.

No food for four hours plus the fact that I won't sit by anyone.

Stab my heart why don't you.

"Also, roommates usually have the same lunch period as each other, so you won't be completely alone," she smiled at me.

She's reading my mind..

Just as I was about to ask something, another voice came from behind me.

"Mrs. Ross, how many people do I have to show around?"

"Just one Hunter." Mrs. Ross stated. I turned my head to see the boy.

He was a giant, I thought the jerk at the train station was tall, but this guy was huge. He looked about 6'1 wearing blue and white plaid shorts with a white V-neck T-shirt. His hair was a kind of light brown; wavy and swept to the side reaching the middle of his forehead. His eyes were also brown. He was cute, like an adorable kind of cute.

He looked at me and smirked, "Mrs. Ross, you could not have picked a better tour guide. I'll make sure to show her everything."

Oh my.

"If you give her any trouble, you know the consequences. Now go show her around."

"Will do Mrs R.," he winked at me.

He grabbed one of my suitcases with a duffle bag on it, and we walked through the doors.

"So what's your name?" He looked at me as we continued walking.

"Brooklyn."

He smirked at me, "Do you not have a last name?"

I rolled my eyes, "Brooklyn Sorrentino."

"You're Italian? That's hot."

Raising my eyebrows, I looking at him but he continued walking.

We passed about 50 classes, he pointed out which were mine, plus the indoor and outdoor cafeteria.

"So what do you guys do for fun here?" I asked. He began to reply, "We usually have bonfires almost every friday in Malibu beach. We bring alcohol and plug in some music to the stereo, and there's like 5 other bonfires around the beach. We've had some fun times."

"Have you guys ever got caught with the alcohol?"

"Yeah, only once," he rolled his eyes, "one of my best friend's Ronnie came to class with a hangover, he got caught and they made sure to check the beach every night for two months."

What an idiot, how can you make a hangover so obvious. Just fall asleep or skip class. Simple.

"That must've been fun"

He snorted, "The best," he looked down at me and began talking again, "oh, and curfew is at midnight, but nobody really follows it. The doors lock right on 12 but if you're late just call a roommate or something to open the door. Don't get caught or you're in for it."

"Sounds easy enough."

Hunter continued showing me around all the way to Northside, till we reached room #152. My dorm room.

"This concludes the end of the tour," he had put his hands around his mouth like he was using a megaphone, "thank you for choosing Hunter Mitchell as your tour guide, that'll be all."

I giggled at that and he smiled at me.

"You better help me find my classes tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry BK, I gotchu."

I raised an eyebrow at him, "BK?"

"Yeah, thats my new nickname for you."

"It's horrible."

"Its suppose to be," he smiled, "don't worry Brooksy, you're my new best friend, so its okay..don't tell Ron and Tyler though"

I laughed, "Because I know who they are.."

"I don't like sarcasm BK."

"What am I, Burger King?"

"Well, you look delicous enough to eat." He smiled cheekily at me while I rolled my eyes at his cheesiness.

"Hunter, if you don't mind, I have to go unpack"

"See you tomorrow Brooklyn," he called out leaving my suitcase behind me.

"Later"

Time to meet my new roommates.

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HELLLLLLLLLLLLLO

So this chapter was pretty short but its going good so far

Yeah I was going to update yesterday but I was just lazy lol

So yeah, COMMENT/VOTE/FEEDBACK would be much appreciated, and if there are any grammar or spelling mistakes, this was a last minute update and took like 2 hours to type.

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