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Emma looked around the hotel and went the front desk. "Emma Ross, NYC," Emma said. The front desk person said, "Your roommate arrived first and have the keys but the room is 904." Emma thanked her and head in the elevator. She reached the 9th floor and head in 904 room. There was a wavy brown hair girl who introduced herself as Taylor. They both talked and talked about fashion. An intercom went off in the 9th floor, Emma Ross, please report to the front desk. Emma shrugged, waved bye to Taylor, and head to the lobby. "Hi. I'm the principal, you might say. Principal Brown. Emma, I think there has been a mix-up with the acceptance letters," Principal Brown said. Emma was guided to a chair where brown hair girl in a ponytail sat too. "Hi I'm Phoebe," The girl said. "Hi I'm Emma. Nice to meet you," Emma said. Phoebe agreed. "So what is this all about?" Emma asked. "There is a chance that our letters switched," Phoebe said. Emma started feeling glum because maybe she didn't get it. Principal Brown came out and said, "Emma, I don't know how to say it. You have two days to leave. I'm sorry, you never got in."

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