Capítulo 4: Chapter Four
"Gotten your room number" Aria asked and I nodded
"What number" she asked again
" Room 169 cool that's close to my room, let's go" she said and pulled me with one hand and the other rolling two boxes. I just followed her silently.
We passed different rooms, went up stairs, turns out my room is at the third floor, we got to my door and looked at the name written on it, Britney and Kimberly. I sighed, girls answering Britney are always feeling like the world revolves around them ughh. I braced myself getting ready for anything behind this door . Tracy told me good bye and that she'll check up on me so we can go for dinner together, before going to her room.
I opened the door and thankfully there was no one inside, I shot the door behind me. The room was massively big, big enough for four beds, but there were two beds, each at the extreme end of both left and right side of the room, I guess the one at the left is mine because it wasn't decorated, there was a reading table,chair and reading lamp on my side same for Britneys, a book shelf and a bedside table with lamp. I threw my boxes on the bed and walked to the door that was dividing my side of the room from Britney's , which I think is the bathroom, I opened it and it was a walk in closet holy fucking Molly , again it was divided Britney's side is the right and mine is the left, hers was pretty filled up with shoes and clothes of different colors and brands even bags.
I saw another and wondered what it was, I opened it and it was the bathroom thank God I thought I'll have to go outside the room to go find the bathroom, the bathroom was legit, all skincare products were available, some used and some unused, even though I don't like girl stuff I still do skincare routines, I mean everybody does right.
I went back to my room to unbox my things and arrange them in their respective places. But when I opened my box I felt like dying. The clothes I saw weren't what I picked out from my closet. I wasn't dumb, I knew this was my moms hand work. I remember going to the bathroom and when I came out my box wasn't the way I kept it, I didn't bother much. Thinking maybe my mom came in to check if I've finished packing.
The first box was filled with, skinny jeans, crop tops, leather pants, short skirts and so on, I opened the next box frustrated,
Fuck!!!!
My eyes almost fell off my face, it was filled with heels, fucking heels, and some flat sandals and snickers.
Inside the third box were bags, perfumes and body spray. The smaller box was filled with make up. There's no gad damn way am I opening this box EVER AGAIN .
I took my phone from my bag and called my mom. She answer immediately
"Hey sweetheart gotten to the school already" she said with an innocent voice. Rolled my eyes
"Why did you replace my stuff" I said angrily
"Oh please don't use that voice on me young lady, I won't have you go there and dress like a creep, you are supposed to be thanking me " she replied with a scuff
I rolled my eyes not knowing what to reply her, looked at my phone screen and hung up.
I sighed, eyes filled with tears. If dad was still alive she wouldn't have done this, I took in a deep breath and took the boxes one after another to the closet.
It took my twenty minutes to arrange everything in the right spot. There was a set of duvets in one of the cupboards, I took the grey one and went back to my room to arrange my bed.
After doing that I brought out my laptop, phone and charger, kept it on the table and fixed the plug, I took my uniforms to the closet, came back took my printed courses and timetable placing them on my bedside table before going to the bathroom to shower
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