The worst part of moving somewhere, is to set everything up properly, in the most correct way possible. Atleast for me. I have moved this white cupboard and the desk more than 20 times around the room. I want it to be placed perfectly.. After all, I am about to spend 2 years of my life in this place, so it better be perfect.
After a whole 1 hour of placing the furniture in their proper places, I finally began opening the suitcases and bags. The room was a blank canvas, waiting for my touch. I started by unpacking my clothes and carefully folding them into the dresser drawers. Next, I placed my books on the bookshelf by the window, their colorful spines a cheerful sight. I hung up my favorite posters on the walls, adding a touch of my own personality. Finally, I arranged my miscellaneous belongings on the desk, creating a cozy workspace. As I looked around the room, I felt a sense of satisfaction.
It felt a bit like home now, I guess. Or maybe not. It was OK. I was so freaking glad I didn't atleast have to share my room with another student. That is such a relief. You won't believe how happy I was, when the dorm instructor informed me that there were an even number of students and everyone had settled in at the beginning of the semester and now I "unfortunately" I couldn't get a roommate. YAY LESS GOO BABES.
I guess this place is not that bad, the people are pretty nice too. I met some on the way to my dorm, they seemed nice. I could make some friends here. Even though I feel like it's a total waste of time and energy to socialize, I am not all that bad it. But I think I would rather be in my room preparing for tests than hanging with my buds. I tried group studying once. Yeah, it failed badly. Turns out I could only complete 2 chapters while on a normal day I easily pull 4-5. I'm only gonna group study again if the people are serious and are actually there to STUDY, last time they were only in for kissing and other nasty stuff. The "study" part of the group study was just an excuse to their parents. So fucking annoying right?
The only people whom I am still questioning my liking for is the dorm instructor, trust me, he ain't too chill and the Principal. Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with Mr. James, he is just kind of too friendly, I can't determine if it's actual friendliness or "creepiness". I have only been here one day, who am I to determine if the Principal is a creep or not.
I'm so grateful that all the enrollment procedure and our arrival ended in the afternoon. Otherwise, I would have to start school from today. It would have nice to start my studies as soon as possible, but I guess I do need the rest.
After all the organization finished I finally laid on my bed when I heard a knock on the door. I quickly rushed to open it. The door swung open, revealing a figure that seemed almost too perfect to be real. He had a lean, toned build, his blue eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. His hair, a fluffy blonde mess, framed his face perfectly. As I took him in, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of familiarity.
The sight of the handsome boy sent my heart racing, but I quickly forced myself to calm down. I had never been one for infatuations; my focus had always been on academics and achieving my aspirations. Surely, this was no exception. I reminded myself that I was here to concentrate on my studies, not on boys. Especially not on the freaking first day.
I stared at him for 20 seconds minimum. Damn I am so embarrassed, he definitely thinks I probably got a crush on him or something which in fact I didn't by the way. I just thought, he was kinda attractive. Now THATS my type.
"HI, are you the new girl?" He questioned me, with a heavy British accent. His voice is really heavy and hot. The accent is just uhhhhh.
WHAT THE HELL am I even thinking? I hope this place isn't changing me on the very first day.
"Yes that's me, I'm Isabella Elstone" I replied lending out my hand.
We shaked hands and he looked at me. His eyes are so freaking blue, I'm getting lost. SHUT UP ISABELLA, BE FOR REAL.
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Lãng mạnIsabelle Elstone may seem like an ordinary 16 year old highschool girl to most, however she is anything BUT ordinary. She is not only extraordinarily gorgeous but her goals are exceptional. Having been grown up with a father who she hardly knew anyt...
