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"... and so Miss Dare, I'm sure you'll find Clarion Ladies Academy a wonderful fit for you." Yeah, if I was 300% more girly. "Thank you Mrs. Layman. I'm sure it will." Lies. Lies everywhere. Mrs. Layman was British. I should've figured that out even before I entered the building. "... and this is your dormitory. You'll share with Miss Allison MacAvery. She moved in a few days ago. I trust that you two will get along well?" "I hope so." Really, I do. Seriously, no sarcasm here. Mrs. Layman opens the door, marked 72, and I immediately start coughing. So... much... perfume... it smells like the Aphrodite cabin after capture-the-flag. "Miss Allison? Hello?" A blonde girl with too much makeup peeks out of the bathroom door, letting out tons of steam. "Excuse you! I'm trying to do a self-facial! Do you mind?" Mrs. Layman obviously was NOT cut out for this job. Flustered, she says, "Oh my, I'm so sorry Miss Allison! I just thought you'd want to meet your new roommate?" Questioning her motives, classic way of showing you can be bossed around.

Allison comes out of the bathroom in a soft pink bathrobe. I walk to my bed and shove off all of Allison's junk, and kick it over to her side. "What are you doing?! Those are mink furs! They're worth thousands of dollars!" "I'm worth millions. Deal with it." I plop down my bags, and go retrieve my last few. When I re-enter my dorm, I hear: "... No! I will NOT be roommates with that brat! I thought my father payed extra so I wouldn't HAVE to have a roommate! I demand that she be put in another room!" "I-I'm sorry Miss Allison, the papers clearly state that she's to room with you." "Yeah," I interrupt, "Maybe I should go to another room. Obviously we aren't a match for each other." "I suppose I could ask some other girls if they'd be willing to switch...." "Yes! Yes, please do that Mrs. Layman," begs Allison MacAnnoying. No one says anything for a moment, until Mrs. Layman says "Excuse me, girls," and exits the room. I don't bother unpacking, but I sit on my bed nonetheless. I look at Allison's posters and clothes scattered everywhere. One Direction, Justin Bieber, and a random K-pop band. That, and tons of pink, equals a drama queen. "So," Allison starts, "Who are you?" "Rachel." "Ugh. Rachel who?" "Dare." By her expression you would think that either one: I'm a ghost. Or two: I'm a celebrity. I'm hoping for number one.
"Dare? As in the Dare Enterprises?" "Are there any other rich families named Dare?" I let myself fall down on the bed, feet on the floor, hands over my head. My ignoring her led her back to the steaming bathroom, and for that I was thankful. I dig in my messenger bad for a special pocketwatch that Percy had Tyson make. The Apollo kids had created a liquid that when around monsters, would turn red. When there were none, it was blue. All I had to do was twist the little knob twice forward, once back, and it would light up the status on the back of the watch face. Blue. I was glad that I didn't have to face any monsters on my first day.

Allison came out of the bathroom about 10 minutes later, and I was still laying on the bed. But this time I was listening to music. I heard a few muffled sounds, then I figured out she was talking to me. "What?" I ask as I pull out my earbuds. (My red hair often covers them up and people don't know I can't hear them.) "I said, why this school?" "My dad made me." "Oh."
She walks over to her bed and sits down, messing on her phone.

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About half an hour later, Mrs. Layman came back.
"Okay ladies! We have the situation all under control. Miss Allison?" "Yes?" Hope was burning in her eyes. "You will be moving to room 87. Miss Wendy Freiden will be moving here." "WHAT?! You're moving me out? I've already been here 2 days and have been a student at this school for 2 years! I can't believe this!" "Believe it. Now get your disgusting posters outta here." "Ugh!" She storms out of the dorm, and I call out "Nice meeting you Allison!" Mrs. Layman stares at me, and then after hearing a door slam, we hear a loud but muffled scream.

Welcome, Rachel Dare to Clarion Ladies Academy. This should be real fun.

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