Wednesday, March 11, 2015

Tabitha finishes moving into her dorm

I find Michelangelo Hall with no problem and as I am getting out of my car I look up at the building that I will be calling home for my first year at college.  It almost looks like an old Victorian mansion but way bigger.  There is a statue of the angel Michael near the front door of the building.  I walk into the main common area of the building, which is bustling with RA's and new students.  I have never seen so many people congregating in one area before.  I must have had a lost look on my face because a bubbly blonde girl comes up to me.
                        “Hi, my name is Ally.  I’m one of the RA’s for this building.  Do you have a room assignment here?” She says with a smile on her face.
                        “Yes, I was told that I was assigned room 313 for this school term,” I said smiling back at her.  I sense that she is a nice and innocent girl with only the best intentions at heart.
                        “That is awesome because I’m going to be the RA on that floor,” Ally says almost jumping up and down where she was standing in front of me.
                        “That is pretty awesome,” I say trying not to sound irritated by her overly cheerful nature.
                        “Do you need help getting your belongings up to your room?” She asks me.
                        “Yes, that would be nice,” I say.
                        “Okay, let me get one of our strong male RA’s to help you.  I think Brad is available to help you.  Hey Brad! You mind helping this girl get her belongings up to her room?” Alley yells across the room.
                        A young man with blonde hair and the most piercing blue eyes that I have ever seen turns around at the sound of his name.  He looks from Ally to me and a smile crosses his lips.
                        “Sure, I always enjoy helping the new residents get settled into their new living space,” Brad says walking up to us.
                        We walk outside and go straight to my car.  Brad lets out a low whistle when he sees the vehicle that I am driving.
                        “Nice ride.  You must come from a very rich family,” he says running his hand over the hood of the car.
                        “No, I was raised in a monastery with monks and nuns.  I had to save up and work hard to get this bad boy,” I said walking to the trunk and unlocking it.
                        “Nice.  I like a woman who works hard for everything she wants,” Brad says giving me a wink while pulling one of my bags out of the trunk.
                        I reached in and grabbed another bag out.  We pull out the four bags that I brought with me; go inside the hall, and head up the stairs to the third floor.  We get to room 313 and stop so I can get the key out and unlock the door.  The room was a little smaller than the room I had at the monastery but it doesn’t bother me.
                        “Well, I guess that’s everything.  I guess I will see you around campus,” Brad says as he waves and leaves my room.

                        I sigh and then start to unpack everything that I brought with me.

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