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Stairs. So many stairs. I climb up the mountain of stairs that lead to my dorm room. Oh, why does this stupid school have to make so many stairs?

By the time I made it up to my room, I was out of breath and sweating. I look at myself in the mirror by my door and gasp. I look like crap! I quickly walk to my door and unlock it. I look inside. Good. It would be so embarrassing if someone saw me like this. I walk into the bathroom and pick up somebody's hair brush. I start brushing my blonde hair. Once I was done, I check myself over. I make a mental note to redye the tips of my hair. I put my hair in pigtails and search the bathroom for makeup. After looking around for awhile, I finally find two makeup bags. I look inside a throw them to the ground in disgust. The first bag contained only green and red makeup. The other bag was all black.  I wash my face with soap and walk back into the room. I set my bat on a bed and lay down next to it. So far so good. I guess things aren't so bad here. Well, except for the stairs. Those are a pain in the ass.

As I start to drift off to sleep, the door slams open. I jump and sit up. I glare at what I saw standing in the doorway.

“Nice to see you again Red,” I growl.

So cringe. Definitely getting rewrote on my other account soon.

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