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The bus journey was a nightmare. How could anyone live in London? I had to ask myself this almost everyday, traffic was terrible, some people were incredibly rude and pizza took forever to arrive at your address. However things were about to change. I'd finally gotten my acceptance letter into university, I had lots of doubt about getting in. Not because of my grades but because of the sheer amount of people attending. John was the main person who got me to attend Brockmoor University. He had sent me letters saying how good it was and that I should attend after my Gap year. John and I had been friends since we were little. I'd pick pocket his sandwiches from his packed lunch until he noticed what I was doing. Then magnificently we became friends... After he almost floored me.

My phone began to buzz in my front jean pocket I ignored it at first but it quickly got annoying so I checked to see what was happening.

Have fun at university kiddo
-Dad

I smiled gently. Dad had gone through so much to pay my fees. Originally I was going to go to college and get my advances there however the circumstances changed.

I had finally reached the university but now I was stuck. Getting to uni wasn't the problem, finding my room was.
My acceptance letter had given me all the information I had needed. From my room number to my timetable.
I unlocked my phone to refresh my memory on where I was meant to go.

Samantha Bree,
                              We are delighted to inform you that you have been accepted into Brockmoor University.

Blah...blah...blah

You have been placed in room 221b in the Baker suite. Due to an increasingly number of people attending Brockmoor you will be rooming with John Watson and Sherlock Holmes.

Realising that I hadn't read this far down the letter a wave of happiness came over me. I was rooming with someone I knew. Maybe John put a word in for me or it was just coincidence either way I was more than happy.

The Baker Suite didn't take too long to find. After all it was plastered on the front of the building.

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