More and more girls found out their dorm assignments. Typically, dorms were expected to have three members. One exception was made. Since there was an extra girl somehow this year, arrangements were made that Astrea Campion, Vittoria Voltori, and Zyra Everett would all have the same dorm.
Zyra looked around at all the girls, wondering who she should avoid, who she should try to talk to, etc. She's done this at every school she's been to, look at everyone, become friends with the right people, and have a smooth year. Most of them looked like people she should avoid, which wasn't good.
(Sorry it's short)
(No, it's fine! Thank you for keeping this alive!)
(Oh, you're welcome)
Astrea flickered a quick glance around, as though she'd be able to recognize the faces to put to the names on her list of dormmates. Vittoria Voltori, and Zyra Everett. Let's hope we get along enough to not make this unbearable.
Most girls had gotten their assignments and hurried upstairs to claim with side of the room they'd be on. The teachers were finally dismissed once all of the girls were gone from the hall.
"Miss Lansing?" Madam Amherst called before the newest teacher could find her classroom.
"Yes, Madam Amherst?" Adelise replied cordially.
"You were one of the finest students in your year, may I remind you. You know the rules regarding the girls behaviour. Please follow them."
" Yes, of course, " Adelise assured the headmistress before heading excitedly off to her classroom.
((Dead Poets Society vibes))
Astrea kept her chin up and shoulders back as she made her way through the halls, towards the dorm she and two other girls had been assigned. Her grandmother's sharp voice ringing about her ear kept her back straight even when she considered the possibility of relaxing just a bit. "Back straight, chin up! You are a Campion, whether I like it or not, and Campion's do not slouch!"
(I THINK I JUST DIED!!!!!! YOU GOT IT!!!!! ASFKDJDHSBSHFIV)
((I've never seen the movie, but it just hit meβ¦))
(That's my whole background for this idea!!!)
(Breathe)
((Breathe?))
(The rp. Breathe. So it doesn't die)
((Oooohh.))
(I might do a reboot. Just cause I want to do this so badly.)
((Well, if you do, I know someone who's on pretty often))
(Who's that?)
((Shade? As in, CW-Shade-Star))
(Oh, yeah. She is. I'll ask her.)
((Coolio))
I'm back, I'm so sorry about that!//
(It's cool! Just get a reply up as soon as you can! ;)
Vittoria sighed and stood from her seat, her long hair covering her face as she walked to her new dorm room, wondering faintly is she could escape to her favorite cherry tree. In her bag was a copy of "Little Women" a classic, and it belonged to her mother. She scurried to her room, looking up and brushing some hair from her face. She wasn't sure what she should expect for something like this.
(Bump! Once they meet and talk a little, we can skip to their first English class!)