Westfield High

Chapter 10- Classes

***Samantha's POV***

As I walked into my room that I would be sharing with the India the 'vampire', I noticed it wasn't like my other room. The room I had by myself.

Then I realized that this would be dad's doing, he probably wanted Hayden and I to be with the kids like us and not by ourselves.

I looked around the room; two plain white double beds and two windows.

“Well this is boring," India stated.

I laughed. My dad would have done this for a reason. "Look for a note," I spoke to India.

We started looking for a note, but nothing.

"I found it!" India looked happy, "now what?"

"What does it say?" I rolled my eyes.

"To Samantha Annetts and India Santos," India read out.

India paused and looked at me confused. "How did they know?"

"It's my dad, he just knows" I smiled.

India smiled and continued to read, "We are delighted to welcome you to Westfield High! As this is the room you will be living in for the next three years of your life, we want you to feel as comfortable as possible. So you have each been given numerous decor magazines. Simply circle the items you want. Choose what you like!"

India and I spent the rest of the day flipping through magazines to design our side of the room.

I stopped on the same page about five times.

"You can get it if you want to."

I looked up to see India looking at the page.

"I haven't always wanted one but I've never had a window to get one," I reply.

"If you get one, I'll get one too, they look cool," India smiled.

"Deal." I circled the window seat twice.

After a couple of hours of flipping through the magazines, we had pizza for dinner and watched the “Breakfast Club” before hitting the hay and going to sleep.

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I woke up at 5am to see that our room was changed to the way we wanted it.

The two windows seats were there. On my side of the room, I had blue and silver sheet covers on my bed, a white bookcase to put all my books on. The window seat which now had three small pillows lying on top of each other and a white dresser to place all my clothes in.

I closed my eyes and waved my hands around, and before I could open my eyes, I heard a gasp. I quickly opened them and found all my clothes on my bed and one by one they were folding themselves up and putting themselves in the dresser.

"How are you doing that?" India asked.

"Just a little bit of magic, I didn't want to walk to my old room and get my stuff so I used my magic," I smiled.

"That's kind of lazy." India glanced at me.

"My room is on the other side of the campus. It's not being lazy." I folded my arms.

India held her hands up and I laughed but closed my eyes again and waved my hands over to the bookcase. I opened my eyes and all my books were on there. I also had time to place my photos I took on the wall above my bed.

"Did you take them?" India got out of her bed and came to look at my photos.

"Yeah, I do photography, it's the photos I took of the people playing sport."