Bye Bye

05

"This is the math and science classroom," Doctor Bohr opened up a wooden door to reveal a large room. There were about 15, tables, each with two chairs and a small lab area in the corner with sinks and lab equipment. Math textbooks were piled on a stool near the front of the classroom and there was a bright yellow poster that said, 'To do: 1.smile 2.make someone else smile :)'. Dean choked.

"Unfortunately our math teacher is on...maternity leave...and won't be back for a little while," Dr. Bohr scratched his chin and while staring into the classroom. "I would like to inform you that no matter what subjects you had been taking before, or what grade level you were at, there is only one level that will be taught and you will be expected to participate and engage yourself in our learning environments here."

"I was taking pre-calculus," Dean mumbled. Dr. Bohr glanced at Dean over his shoulder, closed the math/science room door and continued walking down the grey hallway.

"Well, I think this is the end of the tour, we only have the dorms left!" He exclaimed with enthusiasm and glanced at his watch.

"By the way," Dean looked around the hallway. "Where IS everyone?"

Dr. Bohr began walking toward the large black double doors at the end of the classroom hallway. "They're in the dorms or the court yard, during the weekend students aren't allowed to roam the facility," he said simply.

"Oh, okay," Dean shrugged and followed the doctor into the doors.

The dorms were spilt into two hallways, The leftwing and the right wing. Thankfully, Dean found out that every two dorms had connecting bathrooms they shared, so there wouldn't be any community showers, and he would mostly have his own privacy. Maybe this wouldn't be as terrible as he had thought?

Dr. Bohr walked to room number 110 and knocked quietly. No response.

"He must be in the courtyard," he smiled and pushed open the door.

The dorm was small and square , but not in a cramped way, more like cozy. There were bunk beds in the far right corner, bookshelves on the left, a window in between and a door to the bathroom next to the book shelf. There was a wooden chest underneath the window with four drawers and a desk in the middle of the room. The carpet was rough and blue, the walls were a pale egg shell color.

"This will be your room, you can unpack and make your self at home until lights out," Dr. Bohr saw himself out of the room while Dean stood next to the desk and observed his new home. There were almost no obvious signs of life besides the blue t-shirt crumpled up next to the chest, an open notebook on the desk and a large pile of books laying next to the book shelf, like someone had flung them off without care and hadn't taken the time to put them back.

Dean tossed his backpack into the desk and yawned. He hadn't noticed how exhausted he was until now. The past two days, he had gotten about half a nights worth of rest and boy was it taking a toll.

Dean's eyes drifted to the bottom bunk and without thinking he flung himself onto it and passed out.