Mha Dorms Novels & Stories

“No. Housing wouldn’t do that. That’s illegal. Probably.” Right? …Right? I pull my phone from my pocket and check the housing email again. Dorm C. Room 214. Correct. I glance around the room again, suddenly noticing things I somehow missed earlier. The dark gray bedding. The hockey posters. The giant duffel bag shoved beneath the bed. Oh my God. “Oh my God.” I slap both hands over my face. There is no way I was assigned a male roommate. No university is that insane. Then again, this is the same school that charged me forty dollars for a parking permit when I don’t even own a car.

without choking. The dormitory is a long room with rows of narrow beds and hooks along the wall for aprons and cloaks. Marla throws herself onto her mattress with an exaggerated groan loud enough to make the girl in the next bed giggle. “If I ever stop scrubbing,” she says to the ceiling, “I’ll haunt Marek’s pans just to keep screaming.” “You’ll scrub again tomorrow,” Kai sings back, stretching like a cat. “But maybe less if you say ‘sir’ like a good little court mouse.”

Mia Heather’s POV We left the estate behind and headed toward the dormitories and the difference was immediate. Where the estate stood tall and open, the dorms pressed inward with narrower paths, stacked buildings, shared entrances buzzing with noise and life. Laundry lines stretched between windows. Laughter and shouting echoed freely. Liora’s building looked like a different world entirely. Inside, the halls were crowded, warm and alive. I had walked through polished perfection all day but here, there was a clear contrast that reflected reality.

I knew this because I read up a lot about Harvard and it's surrounded territories. "No we didn't rent it, this is actually where we live from now on" Kyle confirmed. "I thought freshmen's had to stay on campus for the first year before they can actually move off dorm?" I questioned bewildered. "Not for us Anna, we're not normal students, we can do whatever the heck we want" Maurice bragged as we made our way inside the beautiful house. "But why would you guys need to stay at a house outside Harvard's dormitories, they do have some pretty good housing facilities such as Apley court where I stay"

I tried not to listen. In our first year we were allowed to live on campus, in one of the Halls of Residence – five storey red brick outbuildings, tastefully positioned behind high trees so that their bland functionality would not detract from the grace of the main building. Inside, female floors and male floors were alternated as in a layer cake, each Hall overseen by a constitutionally grumpy resident warden whose main task was to prevent leakage between the layers. Nevertheless, such mixing was rife.

Doors saw me coming and removed themselves from the wall. I stood in the middle of my new dorm room — Hartwell Hall, ironically, the building diagonally across the quad from the athletic housing block where Chase lived with Marcus — and hung the last of my clothes. Silk first. Then cashmere. Then the winter coats that cost more than most students’ laptops. My roommate hadn’t arrived yet. Some scholarship girl from Oregon who listed her interests as “hiking, budgeting, and quiet.” A ghost. Perfect. Ghosts didn’t ask questions.

'Can you tell me more about the dormitories', asked Ben, as the info was not completely given in the brochure? The android looked at him for some time as if it was checking whether he was lying.' The instructors really said nothing, well that's not new. Well, the dormitories are 30 floored buildings as big as the main building. There are four different dormitories, Yellow, blue, red and purple. As I said before to your left corner the first door leads to Yellow , the next to blue , the next red and finally the purple. The yellow dormitory is for support class students, the blue for flight class students, the red for fighter class students and the purple for elite students.

he asked. Maybe he would go for lunch in the cafeteria to taste that amazing dish before anyone else. “About ten,” Derek answered. “You weren’t in Claire’s room too long.” “You were there for an embarrassingly short time, actually,” Myles snickered. He rolled his eyes as they finally drove down to his parking spot. As a future Alpha, he and his chosen Beta and Gamma also had the privilege of living in their own house in the residential areas set behind the main buildings and other dorms. There were other Alphas nearby, and future leaders from all the other species, except the vampires who preferred to nest in the dorms because of the extra space.

He explains which is odd but okay I reckon my mother is a great professor all her students adore her everywhere she has taught. After stepping in the frigid air and going over to the left side of campus where the resident hall and parking is located. Yes there's only two dorms, the male which is named Hades Hall and the female which is named Nyx Hall. He leads me to the female dorm building. The guard at the desk nods at Edgar as he leads me to the elevator passing through the commons area. Once we reach the elevators he presses the up button. We step inside and watch as he presses the 5-floor button. Yes, there are only 6 floors. The lobby, 1-4 year floors and then the top floor that is lab

It was just Hannah. "I don't think I can make it up the stairs to my room," Mia groaned, stretching her limbs out like a cat. Her green face mask had been washed off, leaving her skin glowing but her eyes heavy with sleep. "I'm officially a puddle." Hannah looked up from my arm, a small, thoughtful smile playing on her lips. "Why bother? The master suite has that massive California King. We used to have sleepovers in the dorms on twin beds; surely we can manage one night in a bed the size of a small continent."