Lock the door next time, dumbass.

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I somehow manage to survive the rest of the school day, even though it was only two lessons of the six I'm supposed to have...

I used the "new" excuse to not do much of my work today, which worked like a treat so I didn't have to do much accept from listen to the teacher rambling on. Even though, it still felt like a relief once the bell went to signal the end of the day. I should probably start getting used to it, maybe even start to enjoy that if thats even possible. Doubt it.

As the class begins to go out, I wait a while in the class, waiting for the tsunami of students in the corridor to pass. Last thing I needed was me falling over infront of everyone in the corridor...

I roll up my sleeve to see Kayla's number that she wrote down earlier. I keep holding it out, reading it to myself as I get my phone from my bag. I start to type in the numbers, mumbling them to myself so I don't get them wrong. I press the call button before holding the phone to my ear, praying I didn't get the number wrong.

"Hello?" I hear a familiar voice on the other line.

"Hey Kayla, it's Aurora." I say, smiling a bit to myself, knowing that I can actually trust her now I know she gave me her actual number.

"Oh hey!! How was class?" She replies, in that normal positive tone of hers.

I give the teacher a look, she's typing on her computer, not realising me still standing there. I quietly collect my stuff and walk out the class. There wasn't too many people around now, thankfully.
"Load of bullshit." I shrug, beginning to walk back to the direction of the dorms. I hear Kayla laugh on the other end.

"They always are. Anyways, let's meet up? I've got something fun to do." She smiles, and I can hear her eating something. I agree to meet up, and tell her my dorm and for her to meet me there.

I start walking quicker now, excited but confused on what she means by "something fun".. it could be anything. By the time I reach my dorm, she's already there. She smiles at me as I go to open the dorm.

I remember that this is the first time I've seen my dorm, since Tom kind of... interrupted the tour. It's an alright room... it's got a bathroom, kitchen and bedroom area which are all quite small, but I wouldn't really expect anything else.
Kayla sees my suitcase which was brought up earlier, and opens it. I stare at her in confusion.

"Uh.. you wanna tell me what you're doing?" I ask, dumbfounded. Kayla starts to rummage through my clothes, as if looking for something.

"Oh right!" She says, as if she's forgotten I was there. "There's a party at the club along the road tonight, there's always one on the first week of term." I raise my eyebrows. So she was a party girl... She continues rummaging though my clothes, looking unimpressed. I'm guessing she was looking for something for me to wear tonight...

"Don't ask. It's my grandma." I sigh, a bit embarassed. Most of my clothes were beige dresses, or just casual wear, this is because my grandma packed most of my stuff, or most of my stuff at home didn't get picked up.

Kayla stops looking and stands up, sighing, defeated.
"Stay here, I'll be right back." She affirms, as she quickly hops out of the room, closing the door behind her.

She comes back a few minutes later, holding a bundle of clothes that I can't really see what they are.
She drops them on my floor, before laying them out so I could see what they are.

There were three dresses; one black one, one leopard print one, one red one. I look down at them as Kayla looks up to see my reaction. Let's just say.. they were a bit revealing... but I really didn't want to disappoint Kayla in saying I didn't like them, especially since she's letting me borrow them, so I had to play along.

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