My Sad Art Class

Chapter 1

     Dad lifted my luggage onto the trolley cart and patted me on the shoulder.
     "Don't you have to sign me in?" I asked.
     "No, you can yourself. Everything else was completed by online application."
     "Fine." I said, and rolled the trolley toward the dormitory building. By the time I reached the doors, dad's car had already pulled out of the parking lot and left.
     "What a b#tch." I whispered to myself, glancing at all the other students who's parents were helping them with their trolleys and kissing them goodbye.
     "Hello!" My new dorm mate happily laughed as I entered my new, 125 square feet room, just a bit smaller than my old room. I was tooken aback by her sweet welcoming and mustered up a pitiful wave and an awkward smile. She had her auburn hair pulled into a tight ponytail and loads of light brown freckles scattering her face. A cardboard box labeled "trophies and trinkets" on the front weighed down on her arms as she tried to heave it onto her dresser.
     "Let me help you with that." I said, taking one side of the box and lifting it to the dressers edge and pushing it onto it. It was heavier than I had expected.
     "Thank you!" She smiled with a mouthful of glistening white teeth.
I nodded and turned to my side of the room. She's nice, I thought. I unloaded my old pillow and my two blankets from my suitcase and tossed it onto my bed. I didn't feel very motivated to unpack but, I knew I had to.
     An hour later all I had out so far was my alarm clock, half a tote's worth of clothes, three empty picture frames, a small amount of makeup, a towel, and my other pair of tenni-shoes. I glanced over at my dorm mates side of the room, she had already gotten all of her essential things put away and had started decorating. I felt myself blush of embarrassment. I looked at a shelf hanging on the wall near her bed, it had big, white, led blocks that spelled out "BAILEY." That was the name of my mum. The auburn haired girl turned around and  noticed me staring at the letters.
     "That's my name." She said with a smile while pointing at herself.
     "Oh, nice name." I said before turning around and pretending to be very interested in my shoes tangled laces.