Amber's point of view-
I parked my Mercedes in the parking area of the collage. I looked at the mirror and saw myself, a girl with a regular brown eyes and a regular curly brown hair.
"You're here to study. Just to study" I told to myself in my parets' angry tone. I took a deep breath and went to take out my bags.
"Need some help?" I heard a guy. I turned to him and smiled.
"Actually, yes" I said. He stood next to me and took my bags. I took from my packet the map of the collage dorms and tried to find my soroty. He looked at me and smiled.
"So you're new here" He said.
"What? Oh. yes" I said, tried to concetrate on the map.
"What are you looking for?" He asked and looked at the map.
"My soroty. Delta" I looked at him. He smiled.
"You're in Delta? Thats a surprise" He said sarcastically. I didn't understand what so weird about it, but I smiled. We started to walk on a white path. I looked around.. this place is amazingly beautiful. No wonder everyone said they want to go here last year, when we talked about things we will do after graduate.
"You're from here? Miami?" He asked, and woke me from the memories.
"I was from here. I lived in Italy for the past year" I said, tried not to tell many details about it.
"There are many italians there, uh?" He said.
"That makes sense. Italy, you know" I said.
"Okay, that's the Delta's house." He said and pointed on a big red house.
"Great, thanks" I said and took my bags from his hands.
"Anytime" He said with a smile, and went. I stood in front of the large door. I took another deep breath, and entered the house.
"Good morning, and welcome to the best soroty which ever made, the Delta!" I heard a soft voice of a girl. In front of me there was a bunch of girls, each more beautiful than the other, and they all smiled at me.
"H..Hey" I said nervously.
"Michaela, take her bags to her room" A blonde, tall and beautiful girl said to one of the chicks, who nodded and took my bags from me.
"Now we can talk" The blonde girl told me with a beatiful smile when everyone went back to their rooms, I think.
"Im Shannon. Everyone calls me Shay" She said.
"Amber" I said. She smiled.
"I know sweetie" she said. "So Amber, how was in Italy?"
"A great relief, thats for sure" I murmured.
"Why?" she asked. I looked at her.
"Oh.. long story" I said after a long silence.
"We would have time to talk soon, and then you will tell me about that long story" she said. "But now, go and have fun in your perfect room"
"Yay" I said with a really sad tone. She made me think about that.. long story. I entered the room and saw a big pink palace. three beds, only one without pictures and stuff around it. Thats mine.
"Hey new girl!" a short, red head girl, called me from the bathroom. They are all so beautiful! God, its like they have been chosen to this soroty because they are basically.. models.
"Hey" I said to her and opened my large bag.
"You're tall, put your clothes in the tallest shelf" she said and took a floral dress from the middle shelf. I put my clothes on the tallest shelf. She looked at my clothes.
"very... interesting style" she said.
"I love many different styles.. " I said.
"Oh, Im bailey. You can call me bay" she said with a smile.
"Amber" I said.
"I can call you Em?" she smiled. I looked at her.
"I really dont like this nickname.. call me Amber. Just Amber" I said.
"Okay.." she said, and went to her bad. The floral one. I heard from my window a really noisy noise.
"What is happenenig out there?" I asked her and went to the window. She smiled.
"Beta woke up" she said with a smile.
"Beta?" I asked.
"Yea. The soroty of the hott guys that here for everything but studing" she laughed. "Theres a party tonight in their house, you should come with me!" She said.
"I really prefer not to go to parties.. at least not now"
"Are you crazy huney? Its collage! Its not a church!" She said. "Dont worry, I'll tae you to there.. show you all the hott guys.. youll see" she winkled. "Tomorrow you will wae up in the King's room, with his 'fling speech'.."
"Wait.. the king?" I asked.
"Be ready at nine" she said and went out.
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Coming Back
Teen FictionMy name is Amber. Without any nicknames, please. I came back to my home after a year far away. I left this place after what happened. Why am I coming back? I guess.. I guess I missed HIM.