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Clarke had two days to pack. She was staying in Ark Hall. The hall was close to all of her classes so she didn't have to walk far. The only far walk was the cafeteria. Her mother had given her a map with circled destinations where she'd be staying and where her classes were.

Clarke had packed her clothes first then her other belongings like pictures. There weren't many pictures because she didn't really have friends. The pictures were just when she was little and when she still had a father.

She had found a picture of her and her cousin, Wells, in their backyard, playing in a sandbox. Wells had moved away right after her father had passed away. Clarke hadn't had many pictures after her father passed. They were just pictures of food or aesthetic photos.

Clarke rummaged through her drawers and found her old notebook of drawings back when Wells had moved. They were all dark, depressing, but beautiful at the same time. She looked through the notebook and there were no empty pages or any space left to draw because of how much she drew. She gave up on art after that notebook. She didn't find the need to draw anymore.

She put the notebook in a box with the pictures. Clarke had found a CD of Metallica from her drawer. She had many random things in her desk drawers that she had forgotten about. She put the CD in the box and put her cd player in the box along with it. Clarke taped the full box up and carried it to the hallway. When Clarke had finished packing, she started transporting the fifteen or so boxes to her mom's car.  

Clarke sat down and grabbed her phone. She went through her photo album. There were many pictures of aesthetics and family photos from when she was little. There wasn't much of selfies or anything after she turned fourteen. She never found the need for selfies. She wasn't going to post them on social media because she didn't find the need for social media. 

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Clarke woke up the next day and got ready for the five-hour trip. Her room was practically empty of decorations. Her mom was taking her decoration shopping on the way there. They were going to get lights and posters.

Clarke got into her mom's car, ready for the long ride ahead of her. She got in the front seat as her mother was pulling out of the driveway. Clarke put a new CD in the CD player and turned the volume up. Clarke closed her eyes as the Pink Floyd album played.  

Clarke awoke from a tap on her shoulder. They were in a parking lot of Michaels. Clarke jumped out of the car and quickly walked into the store. She cruised for aisles for decorations. She had found poster frames for some posters she had found. They were posters of Metallica and Van Halen. She had also found some kind of fairy lights.  There wasn't much there. She just needed some stuff to make her room more like home. They were roughly two hours away after pulling out of the Michaels store parking lot. Clarke had drifted off to sleep once again.

Clarke woke up in front of Ark Hall in her mother's car. Her mother wasn't there. Clarke got out slowly and looked around her, cautiously. Once she saw her mother walking out of a giant brick building, she opened the car door. 

"Hey, just got you registered." Her mom said smiling.

"Okay, thanks again mom," Clarke said.

"Let's unpack your boxes." Her mom said, picking up a box and putting it on a cart.

Clarke did the same and put the boxes on a cart. Once they were finished, they said their goodbyes.

"I'm going to miss you." Her mother said frowning. "But it's better for you here."

"I'm going to miss you too." Clarke started to tear up a bit. "I love you, mom."

"I love you too." She said pulling Clarke into a hug. "Goodbye. See you for Christmas."

Clarke watched her mom drive away as she teared up a little more. Okay, let's find the dorm. Clarke looked at the papers her mother had given her. Dorm 578 on floor three. Clarke walked inside and pushed the cart into the elevator.

She got out of the elevator and walked slowly down the hallway to find room 578. She ended up at the very end of the hallway. She put the key in the lock and opened the door. When she opened the door, there were two girls sitting at the small, round table. 

"Hey, you must be our new roommate." 

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