Glorified Losers

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

BBSTT was bigger, and prettier than I expected. 

It was kind of like a collage;  Gray brick walls, and built in a victorian, antique style. A long red carpet led to two huge wooden doors, sort of like a castle door, but with handles. 

By each side of the red carpet was a wooden stand with two ladies behind them. Each one was handing out keys, and a cellphone to each student that walked by. Wait-Cellphones? Right then and there I knew this school was going to be awesome.

In front of each stand was a long line of students, of equal length. It looked about a two hour wait since the lines weren’t going any faster.

“I guess this is where we part,” I told Kira, backing up into the line. “See ya ‘round.”

Kira smiled and waved goodbye, walking into a different line. Kira was one of the nicest people I’ve ever met, telling me all types of stories about her life. My favorite story she shared with me on the plane was about her running away from home. She said that her mother and father were fighting, and it was a horrible sight to see. Hence, that’s why she ran away. It felt as if we’ve known each other for ever, because I actually had feeling for her.

I’ve never EVER had those type of feeling for anyone.

It was thirty minutes when I finally reached the front of the line. My shoulders were starting to give out from all the weight inside the bags. 

I desperately waited for the lady to notice I was right in front of her. When she finally looked up at me, she gave no apology or sad look. She simply said, “Name please.”

“Mariah-Joyce Scotts,” I answered taking a gasp of air.

“We have a lot of Mariah-Joyce Scotts. Middle name?”

I mentally rolled my eyes. I hated saying my middle name out loud. 

“Mariah-Joyce Elouise Scotts,” I bent down to tell her. 

They lady searched my name down a list of other names, and finally found it. “Here it is. Well Miss Scotts, your room mate already has the keys, so let me give you a trackpad.”

Room Mate? Perhaps the school year was going to be bad. From September to July I was going to share a room with a complete stranger. I secretly prayed, hoping he/she was just like me; A prank star, and complete weirdo. 

The lady handed me a red track pad,  blabbing on, and on how it would go good with my hair until she got to her point.

“And these track pads are just like cellphones,” She continued. “Though they are used to track you teens down if your out of the campus without permission, you can also text your friends. Have fun at BBSTT!” 

She shoved the track pad in a envelope, literally throwing it into my hands. 

Gosh, that lady sure was weird. 

My dorm room was on a team called ‘Voyagers’ in the far back of the campus, near the forests. This wasn’t fair. All the other teams were near the fun spots, like BBSTT Amusement park, the BBSTT shopping spots, and much more! And here Voyagers was alone in the forests. Voyagers was strictly a girls team, unfortunately, which meant no boys. So basically I was surrounded by a ton of girls who loved painting each others nails, and doing each others hair. In my opinion, all of it was, ‘Yuck’. 

I approached my dorm room which was on the second floor. 

“Room 202,” I murmured aloud. “This is it.” I knocked on the door since it wasn’t only my room. It was shared.