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Post by Mystique on Sept 27, 2010 22:17:54 GMT -4
She pulled out the list of papers she'd received at her "parent's house" and rifled through them. Invitation/admission statement. Check. Map of the overview of the mansion. Check (although she made a note to make an internal one soon). School schedule. Check. Money. Check. Where was the damn paper with her room number?
Or had she imagined that page? Maybe this was some kind of test of community where she had to find a roommate willing to take her. Did they do that kind of thing here? She placed a hand on her pounding forehead in frustration. It had been decades since she'd last stepped foot into a school environment. This was going to be more difficult than she first thought.
Well, first things first. She scanned the hallways, looking passably helpless (after all she was). A girl was walking toward her. She smiled amiably and shouldered the bag again.
"Excuse me, but, um, how do room assignments work here?"
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