Laurens POV
I sat on the uncomfortable seats and arranged everything... I sighed. I was gonna be here for a long two hours. I watched the cars passing by. My phone had gone dead and I had nothing to do. I sat back and sighed again.
"Why do you sigh so much?" Said a guy appearing behind me. His long blonde hair flopped over his eyes.
"Coz I'm bored"
He started acting stupid making me laugh. The bus stopped. Oh no it was my stop next.
"I have to get off on the next stop!" I said. He nodded and went back to his seat. I started pack things so its easier to carry. I stood up and walked up near the bus. Running because the bus was hard to walk on when moving I dragged my purple suitcase and black leather bag. Along with my Owl and Butterfly satchel which was flipped over me. Pulling on my leather jacket as I moved.
I finally made it to the front and waited until I reached the stop. I walked off.
I stared up. This was it. My destiny. I dragged my bags through and ran into the lobby.
"Hello?" I asked the receptionist.
"Hello" She said repeating me.
"Lauren Simoloen"
She scrolled on the computer and said
"Room 8"
