want just like room service,” Mrs. Phillips finished. We all nodded, took our folders and left the room. I opened my folder. This school was so fancy!!
“I’m in room 332,” I said. Kaylee opened her’s, and added,
“I’m in room 335.” I sighed. I was really hoping we’d be in the same room! It’d be much easier than texting! What if her roommate checked her phone!? Or my roommate checked mine?
“I’m in the boy’s wing room 355,” Chris commented. We all nodded.
“Okay let’s go our separate ways!” I said, Kaylee and I went to the left and Chris to the right. No one was really in the halls(due to it being a Saturday). The halls were lined with lockers and trophy cases.
“Wow, this is fancier than I thought,” Kaylee commented, breaking the silence.
“Yea, totally,” I replied. The lockers were white with gold locks on them and the trophy cases were filled to the brim with all kinds of trophies. The floors were polished hardwood and the walls white with gold trim. We finally made it to our rooms after two elevator rides and a flight of stairs.
“Well, see you tomorrow,” Kaylee sighed. It looked like she was gonna cry.
“Hey, I’m only a few doors away. And we have our phones, like duh!” I laughed and hugged her.
“Yea I know but we’ve never been separated on a mission with each other,” she explained in a low whisper, “and I have a bad feeling about Ms. Phillips!” I nodded in agreement.
“Yea, we’ll keep an eye on her,” I replied. We again hugged and went to our rooms. I took a deep breath and opened the door. I almost screamed and my brain was telling me to run away SCREAMING.
Everything-everything-was… PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNK!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Bedspread? Pink!
Pillows? Dark PINK with white trim!
Dressers? Rose PINK!
Carpet? Lavender PINK!
Desk? Taffy PINK!!!!! Oh please, any other SCHOOL!!!! I would rather be in a school where they make you answer the most random questions for ten hours, and no one ever gets any right, so then they have to eat gruel!! I went to the bathroom door (which was PINK!) flung it open and slammed it shut. Luckily the only pink thing here was the towels. I noticed on the door a uniform. Oh no, no, no, NO!!!!! It was a PINK blazer with a matching plaid PINK and white skirt. There were PINK high heels with white leggings and a white button-up long sleeve shirt and a PINK tie!!!! Must… calm… DOWN. I then realized that if I removed the blazer and tie it’d be mostly white and Ms. Phillip’s said we could remove anything from our outfit as long as it kept the base. She also said there were more clothes in our dresser. I walked out of the bathroom, to see a girl in a pink dress with a white overcoat and white tie.
“Oh hi, I’m Chlo-er…” Did I say my real name? Hasn’t gotten me in trouble before!
“Hi, I’m Chloe!” I exclaimed. The girl looked me up and down.
“Amber Green. I’m so excited to finally have a roommate! No one wants to room with me for some reason!” she replied with an eye roll and plopped on the bed to the right of the room. There were two beds on either side of the room but in the middle of the wall. At the foot of the beds were dressers, with TVs on top. A little ways away from the beds were closets, and a desk facing the window in between. We shared a bathroom, already stocked with shampoo, lotion, body wash, conditioner, hair spray, body spray, face wash and so on. I looked at her side of the room. The wall was plastered with posters of famous singers in neat rows.
“Into music?” I asked. Amber looked up at me, rolled her eyes, and went back to her phone. No wonder no one wanted to be her roommate! I thought. I got up and looked in the dresser. In the top draw was an assortment of colored pink and white shirts. The second one was filled with two pairs of white pumps, fuschia pumps, white wedges, white mules, and pink mules. (The only reason I knew this was that there were labels above each shoe.) Wowzas. For a uniform school, there are lots of different options for outfits. I walked over to the closet and there was a table in the middle and the back wall lined with MORE SHOES!!! Pink tennis shoes, white tennis shoes with gold laces, pink tennis shoes with white laces, white high top sneakers with pink laces, and on and on and on! Who needs all these shoes?! The wall to the right had rows and rows of pants. Pink jeans, white jeans with gold lines down the sides, and pink leggings, white leggings! My gosh, this place was probably Pinkalisous’ school and Barbie supplied the uniforms! I sat on the bed and waited for something to happen. Amber just sat on her bed taking selfies. There was a knock on the door. I rushed to get it hoping it was anyone(even Chris) to get me out of this awkward room. I opened it to see Kaylee’s worried face.
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