Romans & histoires Le Rosey Dorms

Rose let her sleepy eyes take in her small dorm room. She was in her small bunk bed that was placed in a corner of the room. Rose had the lower bunk while her roommate had the top bunk. Her bed side table as next to the bed and a wardrobe which they both shared. Rose had half of the wardrobe to her self while her roommate had had the other half. They both shared things mutually and she liked that Tiffany, her roommate respected her privacy and was never intruding in her personal space.

It's a three-year program, and most students start at sixteen. Including my roommates—they've all been here since last year. The boys' dormitories are divided into Alpha, Beta, and Kappa. For the girls, it's Delta, Phi, and Sigma. It's pretty obvious that the first two dorms—male and female—offer the best opportunities for the students living there. Whether it's East Bridge or Evencrest, I'm always the underdog. "Where have you been?" Paige asked when I finally catch up with them. "Restroom," I said quickly. "So, what happened next? You guys weren't done telling me about the coolest guys around here."

The dormitory looks so beautiful with a garden gate, and the house looks so much like a fairy tale house with a Redstone brick wall and wooden window frame. "Oh my god! I feel like we are living in a fantasy." Risa jumps happily. This dormitory is for a female student in the Fine Art department only. It's a bit far from other's dormitory with a different course. Next to the female dormitory, there's a building for the male dormitory. The building is a bit modern and high, with three floors. There's an open swimming pool for female and male students behind the dorm to use and relax during their weekends and holiday.

Always looking behind your back, sleeping with one eye open. “Whatever fate we choose, it is always going to be against us,” I answered him and looked at Alicia. “Stay with Rachel, I will go and prepare breakfast and then serve them,” I said and went back to the rouge dorms. We call it that because the place is built like some dorm. The rooms are small, and we share bathrooms and a kitchen. I got showered and then went straight to the pack house. I started cooking very early in the morning while other rouges were cleaning.

Plus, it was soon time for Orientation Night, and I was up to my ears with work. Around this time, a few others came to me and hesitantly mentioned that some of their belongings had gone missing. Our dorm was a new building, and the facilities weren't fully completed yet. The security cameras would only be installed in a few weeks. Up until recently, everyone was fine, but in the last couple of days, people started losing their things. The lost items weren't all that expensive. The thief had mostly taken makeup products or accessories, but even so, it still left the students in a bad mood. They hoped that I could help deal with the situation since I was the class representative.

My gaze glances at the documents room right next to the office. It's my first goal. On the other hand, There's a paper pasted on the notice board outside the principal's office with dorm numbers for new admissions. Mine was 214. A green garden beside a beautiful lake is separating the dorm from the academy. A wooden bridge is built on the lake to reach the dorm building. The dorm building is antique, polished with the charm of history. Long hallways and more than a thousand rooms. My room is on the second floor. Stepping into my room, my gaze notices a pink suitcase next to the bed. Victor had bought girly dresses for me and sent them to the dorm one day earlier.

I stopped for a few seconds, watching Hannah talk to the receptionist. “Hello, we have a reservation under the name Clarissa Ward with everything that implies,” she said to the woman who, with a smile that seemed forced to me, pressed a few buttons on her laptop and then said enthusiastically. “You’re expected, ladies. Go up to the first floor, proceed to the changing room. That’s where you have your robes and slippers. From there, our staff will attend to you” We spent the entire morning doing things I rarely did. Getting my haircut and dyed ebony black, changing it completely. I even got a French manicure.

" When and where will it be held....?" "Room 037,Phoenix suites, around 7 pm.” Alan gaze lingered on Melissa for a while, her evasiveness just now when he'd asked about her whereabouts..... He shut his eyes, tilting his head to the side. His chin resting in his palm as he exhaled, sighing softly - No reason to overthink it. "Fine...", he hopped off his desk. Taking steady steps towards the door, his chest heaving with a heavy sense of foreboding.

In the twenty-seventh hour after Chen Boyan escaped from prison, the police sent out fifteen drones, nearly half of the police dog police force, after the carpet search of the whole blockade, still did not find half a trace of him. The man left incomparably arrogant, before leaving, but also with the blood of the escorting police officers, leaving the following words. I'll recapture my rose. I'll recapture my rose. Who is this "rose" referring to ...... A group of police officers in the conference room looked at me in unison. "Even if you look at me like that." I held my arms and shrugged. "I can only prove that Chen Boyan is just a love brain." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to ask m