5. Springfield High

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Sunday, on my way to boarding school

"You'll be able to take care of yourself, trust me," Aunt Belle said.

"Whatever," I grumbled and fixed my hair. I loaded my bags in the car.

"You'll have fun," she tried to convince me.

"I know," I snapped. She sighed.

Later, after lunch

I found my room and dragged my suitcase up there. It looked empty. The other bed was occupied with clothes. How messy. All boys are that way. Messy.

I quickly unpacked and took a shower. After dressing up I went down for lunch.

I waited in line at the cafeteria and checked out the guys. They look okay. No one much attractive. Oh well.

After lunch I came to the room hoping to see my roommates. But there was no one. Ugh.

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