- Chapter 4 -

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Noor's POV

It was 4 pm, the weather was cloudy, I arrived at the hotel where I had temporarily reserved a room until I could get a room in the university’s dorm. The taxi driver was very nice, he took me to one of the big shops the provide mobile services to buy an Irish number. He didn't forget giving me his number so that if I needed anything here, I could call him at anytime and was insisted calling him uncle Davy.

I entered the room , was exhausted , It was not large or luxurious room , and although I always had a problem sleeping on beds whose sheets were not changed infront of my eyes, i didn't even have the energy to order room service.I laid down on the bed and felt asleep directly.

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I woke up at 6 in the morning. It took me a few minutes to realize that it was not the ceiling of my room. I stretched out my body and grabbed my phone, one of my many bad habits is checking social media first thing in the morning, but this time i grabbed my phone to connect my family to tell them I'm safe , but they did not answer. They were probably sleeping because there was a time difference of 8 hours between us.
I got up from the not very comfey bed, realizing i was still in yesterday's clothes, i immediately went to take a shower, brushed my teeth, and opened my big bag , preparing myself for going to college.

I have to choose the appropriate outfit, It must not be very attention-seeker , but still leaves a good impression. After several choices, i settled on my favorite high-waisted jeans and a white vest with sneakers and a sac in the the same color. I put on light makeup, looked at the mirror, and whispered to myself, “You look beautiful.” because this is what i read in one of the articles on the Internet about how to increase self-confidence, and because I didn't have anyoneto to tell me that .
I went down and asked the man in the hallway if there was a bus that could take me to the university. Fortunately for me, there was one which put me next to it.

Once I arrived at the university, I long stared at the huge building where I would spend the next almost two years of my life in. I felt pain in my stomach, I didn't focus on it , I ignored it so it would not turn into another panic attack.
I walked towards the main building trying my best to look confident, there were many students, some of whom looked at me with a curiosity, and others did not even notice my presence. I finally got the courage to ask one of students on the college dean’s office , I don't want getting lost and be late.

I knocked on the door, took a deep breath, and as I heard female voice from inside telling “Come in,” I entered.
The dean was a woman, most likely in her fifties, blonde, she looked stern. I introduced yourself while shaking hands with her.
She explained to me about the subjects, which would be divided into three semesters, about the exams, and about how i should attend classes, and the permissible limit of absence in each semester. “You will maintain good grades, and you are also required to participate in certain events in college. Is this understandable?”. I gave her ok nod while she continued ” Now, I know that the scholarship includes students rooms in dorm , but since you applied at the end of the semester, there is no empty room unfortunately. And because priority goes to the original university students. I will suggest that you find a place only until the end of next month as we will graduate many of our students who are in the dorm and we could have free rooms.”

I started squeezing my hand to control my nerves, “Sorry, but you said that this scholarship is fully funded, including a room in the dorm . You can not tell me after I'm here that there is no place for me.”
“Miss Kaif, please calm down, as I told you, the situation is temporary for these two months only. This semester, applications for registration for our university's dorm for new students exceeded our expectations, and that's after we had already sent acceptance letters for scholarships abroad.”

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