Royalty College
Royalty College was massive, grand, and intimidating—like a palace. My uncle parked, reversed, and gave me a look.
“Find your way around. I can’t help you do everything,” he said.
I wanted him to stay, but I knew he’d only tease me. “You only brought me here. I’ll figure it out myself,” I said, hiding my uncertainty.
“Suit yourself.” He drove off.
Using the school’s app, I found the registration office, finished quickly, and headed toward my first lecture. The app said “Lecture Hall,” but when I arrived, three towering halls stood before me. Which one? The app wasn’t clear.
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