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chapter twenty-three. new haven can wait
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Rise and shine, early birds, Gossip Girl here. We all have dreams. Some good, some bad, some fun and Freudian. And some are the dreams we've had our whole lives.
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A ROUGH KNOCK rattled the metal garage door that stuck itself between Victoria and Dan's bedroom, to maintain them having their own space. Occasionally, the garage door would lift when a knock was heard. Victoria had been awake for some time, she had been getting ready for the weekend visit at Yale University. Last weekend she had spent her time roaming the corridors of Columbia, that stemmed her further love for the campus but yet she had felt it was for the better to expand her choices. Her choices expanded to Yale and she had thought given it was her brother's plan A, she could have it as her own plan B. Plan A was always going to be Columbia.
But it was still odd, the impression she was willing to leave on her visitation to the university that was ideally made for those preppy and headstrong. It was clear to see a pattern in the attendees of Yale University. Those whose noses were embedded into a book, who wore suits and pencil skirts as their normal attire. Victoria simply didn't fit in, she blended far more into the atmosphere at Columbia. Though, the Humphrey tried she thought that the choice in outfit gave her an edge into the lifestyle at Yale.
Victoria was revealed to be wearing a white shirt beneath brown leathered overdress she wore. It didn't hang loose, it hugged tightly onto her figure, the skirt sat above the knee with a small slit running along the left leg. It was sophisticated but mature. The top of her overdress had the zip sitting ajar as her white shirt sat underneath, and the only thing left to do was put on the black boots she had chosen to wear.
Dan had caught his sister reaching for the leathered boots as the garage door lifted. He was in search of an opinion on the style that chose for two different papers in his hold. The oldest Humphrey was being rather indecisive that morning, he wanted to make a long-lasting impression with the dean of admission, whom he had a meeting with as soon as he was to arrive onto the Yale campus. The idea of Dartmouth had faded, and he had felt that with Yale's writing programme, it was the far better option. It seemingly suited him.
"Uh, Tori." Dan stammered. He held up the two separate pieces of paper, each with the same content on just designed different with its colour. One was of a brighter white and the other was more softer. "White or soft ecru?" He quizzed.
Victoria had the attention to detail ( because she was an artist ) but yet she felt that Dan was being rather too picky with how he was to present himself to the dean. Was the colour of the paper that much of an issue? As her head tilted to the side questioning her brother's predicament, she had yet begun to study the differences in paper and what appeared to be more suited. Well, she hoped she was going to give her twin the correct answer. "Soft ecru." She pointed.
