I woke up from the loud noises and notifications occurring in my dorm. The first thing I laid my eyes upon was Bortums reading the notifications on my phone. What an odd way to keep track of the new events in my life. Not bothering to give him a lecture about privacy I reached my hand over the covers and waited for him to give me my phone. Bortums simply took advantage and flicked his finger to scroll after he read through the lines he tossed my phone at the edge of my bed.
It made me upset because now I had no choice but to get up off the bed. I grabbed my phone and clicked on the first notification. It was a group chat formed by the professor to keep track of his students and inform them about the lesson of the day. It was seen by everybody in the group chat. 28 people have already opened the professor's message.
'' Good Morning my students I will be delighted to inform you about this lesson today, it is a life experience for both me and you. The knowledge you all will benefit from this lesson today is going to be marked for life.
I am proud to be the first professor to get this opportunity and welcome Jessica Holmes to the stage of our exciting group assignment which will be divided in two groups. Today's lesson is How can one create artificial intelligence and how does the androids respond back?.''
Adrenaline rushed my body. This was a moment that could benefit me in the long run and seize my goal to become respected and for my work to be taken seriously. Jeans were not cut for today. I need to look more presentable after all there would be more than 28 eyes on me if you count every pair of eyes.
I look through my closet and find clothes stacked. I look at the corner of my eye and see shopping bags laying everywhere. There is no way the androids went shopping for me. I know Bortums does everything to keep his deal up but this was truly something else.
'' I know this sounds crazy but did one of you went out and bought me new clothes?'' I asked the androidswith a hint of suspicion in my voice. It was already weird and I couldn't see a way to make it normal.
'' No, when you were informed by the University that you got in with a recommendation letter I found a site and ordered you a bunch of clothes. Why would I risk the safety of my companions."
Said Bortums this time his voice did not sound nonchalant; it sounded like he was pondering through today's lesson that the professor wants us to perform.
'' You were a step ahead of me this time, I was caught by all the mess I got caught in. Remember to just stick to the training we went over at my house. And just follow the orders from me.''
I said and made sure I made my voice sound stern at the last sentence this day could not go wrong. I tuned out the loud noises coming from the androids and walked into my bathroom to change out of the clothes I slept in. It did not matter that they were androids.
I was always uncomfortable with changing in front of people, nothing seriously wrong with my body, it is just from the repeated actions I did in middle school when we had Pe and I ran into the bathroom to change. Looking through my clothes I settled on a beige skirt, white button shirt and the dark blue university school blazer uniform.
Why I am wearing a blazer is because of the dress code and it would be easier for the University's staff to keep track of the students. Also it prevents the students from buying ridiculous expensive clothes. Grabbing the small computer and my bag with me I closed the door after the androids stepped out of my dorm. We walked to the class (ros) which stands for robot operating system. It was in the other building, the one where I met the principal.
I couldn't complain yet because the promenade was healthy for the mind to drift into thoughts and plan how I would present the lesson. Grass was green on both sides and a couple of students were laying on a blanket and enjoying the warmth from the sun.

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The rebirth of planet Resoria Z9
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