New Era University Dormitory Novels & Stories

They walked past a few barracks and eventually came to barracks J. “Here we are! Barracks J, your room is number four, bunk four. I don’t think you have any roommates at the moment, so the room and shower should be all yours.” Zane pondered this in excitement, wondering how it would feel to sleep in a bed again. Daniels handed him a key, this was most likely the key to the door of the dorm. It looked like a house key but had the number four engraved on it, he looked at it very excitedly. He couldn’t wait for a shower and a chance to clean his clothes. He looked at the dorm; it was a three story building.

They were well aware that their parents will never support them and they will eventually discard them as their children. All five of them were going through this mental breakdown. From tomorrow they'll have to start their new lives , a life which will be only for humanity. Night 9 pm. In the dinning hall of University A place which was designed in futuristic attire with all carved in glass. The lights were so bright that it didn't seem like it was night, it felt like a bright day. And the pair of cameras all over the hall was like many security guards keeping an eye on them. Life there was complicated.

There was no point in convincing these girls because if they fixed their minds on something, there was no moving them. “When is the curfew again?” I got up and plopped myself on my elbows, and laughed when they stared at me with shock. “Don’t tell me you’re planning to sneak out!” Katrina screamed and Klara joined along, “I heard that his dorm is for the kill. The Campus King and Belle have their exclusive dorms, and word has it that they look like a real penthouse. Tell me you’re going to a sleepover and I will cover for you.” Klara screamed as she threw herself on my bed.

"No, no, no! In fact, she is the president of their block. Era is responsible from every angle, after all." Wow. Is he praising me now? Because earlier I was wondering what kind of black bubbles he was spewing. I think this professor is ill-minded. “Because this is the first time Era has brought other people with her, and you are her professor. She didn't bring any of her pals here. May I ask what your purpose is?” My father seemed to be distressed and frustration is written on my mother's face. My breathing pattern starts to get rapid as if I was competing for a marathon.