The arrival

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A red and white, old English building came into my sight as the car turned. I was stuck in the moment, the building had its own charm beauty. It was beside a clear lake of sparkling water. Mountains and trees was all I could see to as far as my sight took me. White windows, balconies, doors and all of it was perfect.

We got out of the car. I brushed my straight hair and tried to be presentable. I felt awkward with my bare arms. A woman, with a full sleeves dress which cut just below her face, silver hair up tied neatly in a bun, in her fifties I guessed came forward, she held her hand out, "morning". My father took her hand, "Eloise, I believe." She smiled, "indeed and this is little Laura." And greeted me.

Once all the formalities were done my parents set to leave. No tears came. I just stood there waving to them and then I got inside. "Let me show you your room." Said a clear voice, a teacher maybe, if yes then a dreadfully hot teacher, wearing a tight dress making her body figure prominent. Her dress cut on her thighs and exposed her slim legs.

"Uh sure" I replied and followed her through the huge hallways of that school. High ceilings, grand staircases, big doors. She came to a corridor which had a tag "girls dormitory" we walked in and I could see many girls hanging out in groups. My dressing was no different from them. At a point I had the feeling that all would be wearing dresses but jeans had been introduced to this part of the country.

We crossed many rooms 599, 600, 601, 602, and 603 was the last room we passes and that teacher put the key in the keyhole of room 604 so that was my room at the far end of the corridor.

As we opened the door the room inside was plain and old fashioned. With a bed at the left side, and the washroom door parallel to the bed. A window right in front of the door and a study desk beneath the window and yes did I mention a small wardrobe above the bed. Everything was hard, polished and prim and proper. No colours no curtain. The sheet on the bed plain white and everything else made of hard wood.

"Uniforms is the closet, wear it tomorrow and class starts at 08:00am sharp. You can go outside but curfews till 09:00pm and after that anyone out is in great trouble. Dinners at 07:30pm be in the dining hall." I thanked her and let her leave me in solitude.

I stood in the middle of the room and stared at the White washed walls for a while, then I looked at the clock which read 07:06 so I had time to relax until dinner. I did not change I took out my phone and called Allie. The ring had no chance she picked up immediately and the first thing I heard in a shocking voice was, WHAT THE HELL LAURA!! , " relax" I say and expressed all my hidden feelings from yesterday and today.

Until she hang up it was 07:22. "Holy crap!" I complained as I pulled my hair into a rough ponytail and applied a sweep of mascara and some pink lip gloss to make myself presentable. I wore slippers which revealed my painted toenails. And the next thing I remember I did was run.

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