New start

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You don't appreciate what you have. Until you lose it.

The seat belt pushed tight against my chest as the car rattled up a long stone covered driveway. Slowly we approached a large building imprisoned behind the gates of paradise.

I gripped the handle of my suitcase tight as I wheeled it towards the entrance. The gates wheezed open, scraping at the stones.

I knocked at the grand wooden door. Silence.

A small stout women eventually opened the door wide and smiled in a slightly intimidating way.

"You must be Eden Taylor" she croaked in a harsh sounding tone.

I replied with a swift nod and then busied myself by rummaging through my 3 bags in desperate hope to find my strawberry lipgloss. Eventually I located it and delicately reapplied.

After completing my original mission of lip reviving, I studied my surroundings. We were in a fine, spacious hall with several staircases and doorways leading off it. The small woman and my mum were in deep conversation so without a glance back I took to the first staircase.

"Miss Taylor !! Where do you think you're off to !!"

With my foot hovering over the first step I spun around to face a large face centimetres away from my own.

"It was so rude of me not to introduce myself to you"

Her nose wriggled went she spoke in a unpleasant manner, in fact I think I would describe it more of a snout than a nose.

"I am Miss Titely"

I bit my lip in desperation not laugh.

"I understand you are new here and everything looks very big and scary but you must not..."

Miss Titely wore a giant blue dress which reached her knees with a white band around her waist which didn't exactly compliment her figure. I noticed that as she rambled on, her 'hair' shifted ever so slightly to the left, revealing bare empty skin beneath undoubtedly a wig. Black wellies engulfed her feet and...

"EDEN TAYLOR !!! LISTEN TO ME WHEN I AM TALKING !!!!"
"Yes Miss" I whimpered back
"Now go and get your belongings and follow me to your dorm"

As I grab my bags and suitcase I give my mum a quick hug. As she pulled my hair from my ear she whispered "promise me, no smoking, no alcohol, no pranks, no fights, no tattoos, stay a virgin and no more making out with guys too often !!"

I reply with a simple sarcastic smile, with my head held high I marched after Miss Titely.

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