This Just In [ON HOLD]

1. The Beginning {Lia}

Pacing around my room, I quickly checked off shoes from my mental pack-list once I saw a few pairs of shoes littered around my desk. Packing has always been both a bore and chore for camp and now I have to pack for a school, the horror.

“Lia! We’re leaving in an hour,” Father shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

Sighing at the thought of leaving my hometown to go to a place I barely know, I quickened my pace, running to-and-fro from my bed to my closet. Last minute packing barely helps and after tons of camp, I still never learn that valuable lesson.

Glancing up the clock, I noticed that I have a measly half an hour to work with to pack up all my bathroom necessities and pajamas. Father never liked being late and was always on a schedule, be it to go to an amusement park or on a boring, mundane Monday morning; so to be late on the schedule was like a big no-no.

“Fifteen minutes, Lia! You should be stuffing everything into your bags now. I will not wait for you,” Father’s voice echoed around the house.

That warning threw my mind into an overdrive, leading me to start running everywhere around my room and start grabbing and throwing things into the open suitcases lying near the door.

“Dad! Wait for a sec. I’m rushing,” I yelled from my room.

“Just be more quick,”

Okay, I have my bathroom necessities, my school uniform, my clothes, my shoes, and my undergarments. Something’s missing… Oh right, my phone and computer. That’s such an amateur mistake.  I quickly ran to my desk and grabbed my laptop case and phone. Now, where did my chargers go?

Scanning around my room, I spotted it just as my dad yelled once more, “Get down now Lia, we’ll be late.” I shuffled towards it quickly and outstretched an arm to get a grip of it before running down the stairs.

“I’m here Dad, calm down.”

“And where’re your bags, Lia?” Dad questioned impatiently.

“Oh. Oh shit,” Dad glared at me when he heard that. “Oh damn?” He continued glaring at me. “Oh Kay. I need to get my bags.”

After getting my bags and double-checking I had everything I needed, we finally set off, Dad being grumpy and me in a nervous wreck.

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After a “fun” four hours journey towards my new school, I finally spotted a black metal gate with gold lettering etched on it, spelling “Briarwoods Academy”. Even from the outside this place looks daunting and high-class. Imagine the total excitement I have right now.

Dad grabbed my suitcases and rolled them towards me while I stood in the middle of the humongous car park. I was in total awe at how large this school is. It was honestly everything I imagined it could be, apart from the fact it looks really scary from the outside, with nearly pretentious cut grassy grounds and benches laid in neat rows around the compound and I was just at the main building. Just imagine how beautiful the rest of the school is.