Chapter 10 POV: Linda Santiago

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"Wake up!" Someone called out and I snapped awake. I traced my eyes from the rough palms that were shaking my shoulders to the annoyed expression of a girl wearing trainers.

"Oh hey," I said with an apologetic expression on my face, "What time is it?"

"They told me to wake you up," She replied, as she took off her palms from my shoulders. She swept a part of her brown hair behind her ears. "Come on, what are you waiting for? We've reached and it's already nine-thirty!"

I looked out of the window and as she said, the students had already lined up with their suitcases.

I was pretty sure that she was keenly staring at me.

"Right," I said, getting up but forgetting to undo my seatbelt so I fell back onto the seat after losing balance.

"Gosh you're clumsy," She mused pretty loudly and bent over to undo my seatbelt.

"Sorry," I tried but her reaction didn't change. I had annoyed someone right before I even set foot in the dormitories.

"Your shampoo smells nice," I admitted as she straightened. It smelled of lemons and I wanted to have another go, but I realized it would be both weird and rude to ask someone if you could have a whiff of their heads.

Her hard, poker face melted to a soft grin. Gosh, she was pretty.

"Thanks," She said, half chuckling, "I'm Anna by the way." She extended her palms toward me and I took a moment to process what I was witnessing.

"Is something wrong?" She asked and I snapped back from my thoughts.

"No!" I replied, "No, nothing's wrong. Sorry, I hadn't expected that I would make friends this early." I took her hands and gave them a firm, yet girly shake. "I'm Linda."

She smiled. "I know right? Everyone's new to me here so I thought of keeping on a neutral face."

"Ohh."

I got up and collected my belongings in the seat pocket – my dead phone and earphones. Nothing much.

"Your suitcase is outside," Anna said, "It's the black and silver one right?"

I was taken aback. "How do you know!?"

A tight grin spread across her face and she looked me in the eye.

"Oh," I said, realizing what she was grinning about, "I couldn't help if I were the last person! I got sleepy."

"Come on," She tugged my arms, "They're waiting outside."

After lining up, a short man, about as tall as my shoulders orders everyone to listen up. Anna is beside me and I couldn't take my eyes off her. Even in her trainers, she looks gorgeous. She's got a body of a model. Her hairs are brown and end at her neck. Her stomach is flat, and from what I'm guessing, it's toned well. I notice that she's about the same height as me. She catches me gawking at her and tilts her head.

"What's wrong?" She asks.

"N-Nothing," I look away and return my attention to the short man who was speaking. Her voice was confident but had a hot and slutty edge to it.

Gosh, if I were to be competing for a guy we're both into, the competition is going to be hard!

"Everyone please line up near the dorm entrance," The short man directed toward a building peeking out from the trees nearby.

"Let's go," Anne said and started walking with everyone.

I followed her cue and walked beside her. August was supposed to be hot but out here, it felt nice. I didn't feel a tad bit uncomfortable in the sun out here. If anything, I was glad for the sun to be out because the air was chilly and it felt unnatural to be feeling chilly in mid-August.

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