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posted August 23, 2011 at 2:05pm UTC tagged with story
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- The Witty Academy [Part II ] The plane landed and I stared out my tiny window. California was a lot different compared to New York. I grabbed my luggage and got off the plane. I saw a lot of teenage girls. Which said a lot. I figured they were all here for Witty Academy. I felt really akward around them. I walked out front and got a taxi. ~*~ The taxi pulled up to the dorm building. It was huge. I dragged my suitcase up to the building. I walked inside and it was really nice. The lady at the desk greeted me. "Hello! Welcome to Witty Academy!" she smiled and shook my hand. "Hi.. um I'm Kenzie," I said nervously. "Oh, okay!" she smiled and went through some papers. "Here is your schedule .. and the key to your dorm. It's number 327; 4th floor." "Thanks," I smiled and walked to the elevator. I pressed the silver '4' button and stood there. Another girl rushed in all out of breath. "Sorry! I needed to get to my dorm really fast," she laughed. "No, it's cool! What floor?" I asked. "Four," she panted. "Me too," I smiled. "I'm Molly," she said. "Kenzie," I smirked. "Dorm number?" she asked. "Uhh 327," I said while looking at my golden key. "No way! Same!" she squealed. I laughed and pressed the button again. We went up to floor number 4 and walked out. I dragged my suitcase down the hall. The dorm was at the end of the hall. Molly ran over to the door and jumped inside. She was a very energetic girl. I quietly walked inside and set my suitcase down. I looked around at all of these girls who would be my roomates. Like It? Comment/Fave/Follow ♥
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