My name is Willow Emma Crusoe, but you can call me just Willow. I was born on June 14 in 2000, Atlanta. I have always been in boarding schools in that city, but now my parents put me in a academy in New York.
Well, and here I am, first day at Bradford Prep School, that magically turned into boarding school. Today we won't have classes, because is the Welcome day, the day that all students walk around the school looking for new improvements in the academy. Me instead of that, I have to walk around the school looking for the building where I will sleep, the problem with this, is that the academy is bigger than I imagine, looks like that typical college in England, that is like a big and large castle but in these case it was like a modern castle, so it was too easy to get lost.
When I finally found my room (building C room 199) no one was there, no suitcases, no boxes, until now it was just for me. The room was bigger than my other room but it had the same things; 2 beds, 2 desks, 2 closets and one bathroom equal to every bathroom in the world. I started to unpacking on the bed by the window (the bed I always choose), when a girl come in, I supposed she must be my roommate. She had black long hair with a white skin, she was so similar to Snow White, and her eyes have a really strange color, it was like a purple but a gray purple.
-You are...?- she says, she was a bit angry, anyway I answered nicely.
-Willow and you?
-Willow...?
-Willow Crusoe, and you are...?
-Mia. Mia Thompson and apparently your new roommate, you must be new here, aren't you?
-Yes I am- she still a bit rude but clearly she was trying to sound nice.
-Well, I'm going to the cafeteria, want to come?
-No I'm fine, thanks- and Mia leaves.
Why she want me to go with her? She don't even know me, maybe that's the idea, to know me better. But the truth is that I have never had friends, I just talk to my roommates when is completely necessary and something is telling me that this time is going to be different. She look so... "open book", it's like I can trust her, but the truth is that I don't want to. When I tried to had a friend once, I screwed up everything, since then I don't want to have any friends, but maybe I'm over reacting and she just was trying to be nice. However I come here to be by my own; read in peace,study when I have to and eat in the cafeteria only when is completely necessary. Who need friends? I can be perfectly by my own and talk with my mother when I want to.
I leave the room to find the library, that for me may be the best place . I got some books. The library was amazing, one of the best libraries I have ever seen, it has any kind of books and a thousand copies of each other, it has the typical wood shelves, but these ones were 3 meters taller than the normal wood shelves, also had like 50 desks for 6 persons and in another section had many sofas and puffs. I went back to the room and Mia wasn't there yet.
It was 10 pm and Mia hasn't arrived to the room, I must admit I was bit worried, but at 10:30 I fell asleep and at 1 am I woke up with a heart attack, because someone was knocking the door, but I must say that instead of knocking it was hitting the door with the foot, decided to remove it from its hinges, I was actually so scary, so my first reaction was to stand up and open the door. It was Mia.
-Finally, I've been knocking the damn door like an a half of our- and I thought before was angry? now was three times worst.
-Sorry I was sleeping- defending myself of course- Why don't you take your keys before leaving?
-Because I forgot that I had one and I leave it here!-Maybe 4 times worst-, OK i'm sorry it's not your fault, I had a bad day and I thought it could fix something going to that stupid Welcome party, but as you see, it wasn't, instead of that, made everything worst.
-Oh, I'm sorry, if you need something that I can do just tell me
-Thank you, but now the best thing that you can do is close the door.
She fall asleep so quickly. I watch the ceiling a while and then I fall asleep.

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Boarding in Manhattan
Novela JuvenilFirst of all this story is the product of my imagination, nothing is real,but the main characters are part of me and I think part of everyone, because most of people had their extremes (so antisocial nerd v.s so rebel or popular) some people more...