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Chapter 2 by sortaf sortaf

On to college!

Arrival

You're currently standing in front of the door leading into your dorm room. Heavily incumbered with a backpack and a big suitcase, filled to the brim with clothes, toiletries and other paraphernalia useful for your first year in college, you open the door expecting to be met by an overly cheerful girl who's to be your new roommate.

The room is empty.

You step forward feeling weirdly stable as the heavy backpack acts as a perfect counterbalance for your large bust. The room is situated with two beds, two closets, two desks and some furniture making the room look oddly symmetrical. You drop the backpack on one of the beds and take a seat. As you catch your breath, a smile slowly lights up your face, you're finally free; free from your parents, free from your old life, free from your old shitty town.

"Free from everything!" You cheer with your hands stretched above your head as far as they go.

The cheering is short lived as suddenly a loud knocking is heard on your door. Bewildered you steadily walk to door and slowly reach for the handle. Opening the door you're met with a rather cranky old face. An elderly woman who looks like she's never smiled her entire life. She has long white hair, with slivers of gray, tightly bound into a bun. Her presence gives off one of great importance and her posture looks almost militaristic.

"Welcome to Pulburt College.." she pauses for a moment looking through her papers ".. Isabella."

"Hi?" you say forcing a smile.

She looks at you with deploring eyes before continuing.

"I am on the staff of advisors and the sole advisor for this dormatory."

"Ah.. yes. Thank you for the warm welcome I really.." you say before she cuts you off.

"Spare me. I am not here to welcome you. I am merely here to tell you that your roommate.." she looks through her papers again ".. Jenifer, will not be able to attend the first two semesters. To accommodate for this we have made some new arrangements. Your temporary roomate should arrive shortly. Goodbye."

She takes her leave before you had time to utter even the slightest response.

Who's your new roomate?

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