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Aspen walked angrily to the dorms. She didn't want to share a room with anyone Who did they think she was? She wasn't going to survive long in this school.

She wasn't the first to be there either. This was just amazing! She huffed as she walked into the dorm, and threw her things on the bed.

"Hi! Im Hen-" Henry said, with a smile and waved, before getting cut off by Aspen, his smile fell, as did his hand.

"Don't talk to me." Aspen said sharply with a glare.

Henry stayed quiet, and went back to unpacking. He liked how the dorms were. They were peaceful looking.

Aspen hated them, they were too small for her liking. And she had to share! Why were they treating her this way? She didn't deserve this in any way.

She opened her suitcase aggressively, and started unpacking her belongings into the drawer in the bed.

"I hate this place already." Aspen muttered to herself. "I wanna go home." She wished she could be in her own room, reading her fashion magazines, or watching TV, or literally anything other than be here.

Henry got up. "Tm going to go get my schedule, would you like to come with me?" He asked, looking over at Aspen.

"No. I'm getting my schedule later. Don't even talk to me." She said, not looking up.

Henry then left, not saying another word. In all honesty, he was scared of his roommate.

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