The Bedroom 56
(English Version)
Chapter 1: Mum ciao, High School I'm coming!
-Sasha hurry up! says my mum hungry.
-Yes it's okay I'm coming!!My name is Sasha Stuart and I'm 16 years, yes this famous age where we're almost of age, but that we are seen as immature, stupid kids.
Today it's back to sschool, and I'm struggling to find a suitable outfit for my first day in this new city, too... full of money.
I opt for a white shirt, with black capris and a skirt of the same color, and finally a pair of moccasins.-Chic and cool, feminine and masculine at the same time... I love it!
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-It's your first day in this school, you don't want to be late?
It would make you look bad for college, my darling.
-Don't call me «darling»! I said, slamming the door, behind me.
In reality, I absolutely don't care if she calls me Darling, but it's just for the umpteeth time, she tells me about her university where I wouldn't go!-The door Sasha! What am I going to do of you? Strongly the university!
And off we go again!
Do you see?!-Go Sasha, get in the car.
[The radio who switch on]:
-Here Peter the questions of the day!
-I'm listening to you Chelsea.
-First question:
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-Mexico! Easy... I thought.
-It's New-York!
-Well my daughter, you need to review all of this for university. she said with contempt.
-Stop! Stop the car!
-But we are right in the middle of the road. she said, smiling so as not to be noticed.
-Stop the car otherwise...
-Otherwhise what? she said with pride.
-I jump!
-But we arrived in less than ten meters Sasha...
-Hey Sarah!
-Hey Rita! said my mother out loud, with a way of speaking that made me die of laughter.I'll have to get used to it, because this school alone represents the world of the rich with their manners, or their big luxury cars.
-Okay, go ahead, but you're lucky, little one. See you Friday goodbye!!Oh what a shame with his "byeeeee"!
- Shit! It's 8:15 a.m.! The bell will ring at 8:30, but before I go to class, I need to get settled into my room in the dorms.
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-Hello Mrs... I said hesitantly
-Mrs. Miller.
What can I do for you, dear lady?
-I'm looking for the girls' dormitory.
-The girls' dormitory? It burned down in the summer of 1998, we now have a mixed dorm. It's on your left. And what's your name?
-Sasha Stuart.
-Sasha Stuart, Sasha Stuart, let's see... yes!
I have you, room 56.
-Okay thank you, and when you say that the dormitory is mixed, does that mean that I can meet a boy in my room?
-Yes! But, there are only 50 boys out of 100 rooms, so from the first to the fiftieth.
The rest of the boys are in the sports dormitory, for footballers, handball players, basketball players, etc.
-Cool, so the pretentious don't get involved with us. I say in a low voice.
-How?
-Oh, I said... that's cool... erm I mean... appreciable.
-Yes. I'll let you settle in, because it's almost time for class.
-Okay, thank you very much Mrs. Miller.Oh my God! I said the word "appreciable", what is happening to me? I've only been here 10 minutes... 10 minutes!!!!
-Oh no, I have to hurry!! I said to myself as I walked away from the reception counter.
Click (the sound of the lock announcing that the door was open.
I entered the room and there:
-What is this?! "There are only 50 boys out of 100 rooms, so from the first to the fiftieth," I said, laughing, annoyed.
-My ass yes! Football posters, shoes full of mud, sports clothes on the ground, boxers and...
-Who are you? a guy said behind my back.He must have been around 17 years old, muscular, blond with blue eyes, chewable lips... erm what am I talking about!!
-I'm apparently your new roommate...
-No I don't think, you're a girl.
-I know, thanks for the info, but apparently they got the numbers 1 to 50 wrong.
-I don't care, but you're leaving my room.
-You can dream, I took the trouble to lug all my stuff, and I can stand you just by hearing you, so I'm not the first to leave!
-That's what we're going to see... he was cut off by the ringing.
-Shit!! I said out loud.To be continued...
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The Bedroom 56 (english version)
Novela JuvenilWhy the rich are all pretencious ? This is the question that Sasha a teen of 16 years asks herself, when she sees her roomate. Yes... she is falling on a boy for her roomate, when it should be a girl. She hates his roomate because he means, goes i...