...damnit.
I actually decided to start this, didn't I?!
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?!
Ahem.
My name is Frost, formally known as Dutchess Frost, kind of famous for my well-known Warriors High story. Now, after a burst of inspiration, I have decided to follow up on the heavy demands of my lovely followers and reviewers.
So.
Welcome to Warriors University. Where nothing will ever, ever be the same.
Hollyleaf's POV
I looked up, and up, and up.
The administration building was humongous. It seemed so tall that Foxleap would have fun scaling it! I sighed in excitement. I was actually here! Warriors University! "This must be a dream," I said with a sigh, pushing open the clear doors.
The lobby was huge, and from the look outside, the campus was bigger. I stood in awe, admiring the huge walls and shiny pillars. The walls were covered in plaques, with plenty of names. I recognized Thunderstar's name under closer inspection- he must've gone to this school and graduated, just like we plan to! Windstar's name was a few up, and Riverstar's, and Shadowstar's!
"Can I help you, miss?"
A lady with thin grey hair pulled in an extremely tight bun sat behind the front desk. "Er, yes," I said sheepishly. "I'm here to sign in! Nice to meet you!"
"Name," she quipped, readying her bone-thin fingers over the keyboard.
My eyebrows knitted together. "Hollyleaf."
Her pitch black nails clacked over the keyboard. "First year?"
"Yes."
"Maps are available in the board over there," she said, her voice very monotone, pointing a finger at the huge bulletin board to my right. "You and the rest of the first years are in the Star building."
"Thank you," I said politely, a bit scared of this woman. "Uh, your name is?"
"Go on," she said, bored, tossing a key at me. "Here's your room key." Next she threw a plastic card. "Your student ID. Have fun."
"Um, but can you tell me where the Star building is?"
I got no response as the lady completely turned away and went back to typing things on the keyboard. I sighed and grabbed a map along with every other flier on the bulletin board. Soon my hands were filled with papers.
"You! BRAT!"
I whipped my head around and saw a tall man with white hair puffing out like Einstein's all over his head and wearing a thing orange jumpsuit. He pointed a finger at me, his other hand clenched around a mop. "Shame!" he bellowed. "Shame on you! LITTERBUG!"
I looked around my feet and noticed that one of my brochures had fallen. "Oh," I said nervously, grabbing it in my spare hand, "I'm so sorry. It just got away from me-"
"Shame on you and all your family!" he roared, shaking the mop above his head. "Littering! Ungrateful teenagers! Well, they don't know what it's like to be a janitor, do they?!" I tried to protest but he screamed again. "Move it, you little glitter eater!"
Terrified, I clamped a hand around my brochures and bolted out the doors. What is this place?!
WwWwWwWwW
The Star building wasn't as big as the front building, but just as beautiful inside and out. Inside, there was a huge map, with a wonderful 'YOU ARE HERE' symbol. I looked at my room key. Room 204. Second floor, evidently enough, fourth room. The elevators to my left to me up and floor, and upon testing the green door with the gold name plaque, I realized that this was my room. This was where I would be spending the rest of my life.
The door swung open and I was severely disappointed.
Two basic, white beds were placed orderly in each corner with a nightstand next to each. A desk sat at the foot of each bed with a black chair (with wheels on the bottom!) and a large dresser for each person. It was all white and plain!
Oh, but then there were huge stacks of cardboard boxes. Must be our stuff! On my bed sat an envelope that I eagerly opened.
Dear Hollyleaf;
Welcome to Warriors University! I really hope you enjoy your time here. I'm the lady in charge of your floor. I'm in room 201 if you need me or have any questions. Come down anytime!
~Spottedleaf
I grinned. She seemed so nice!
Then I faced the huge pile of boxes on my side of the room. Time to unpack.
WwWwWwWwW
Everything was perfect.
My graduation certificate was framed and hanging above my bed, as well as a few of my favorite certificates from my many academic accomplishments. A large photo of Cinderheart, Honeyfern, Hazeltail, and myself at graduation sat on the nightstand, next to my Warriors U mug that I had bought prior to coming here. My desk drawers were filled with notebooks and tools- I was going to ace this class! My dresser was filled, my bed was adorned with a violet blanket and matching pillow, everything looked great. I flopped back onto my bed, taking a quick breather.
And then my door opened and my whole day completely shattered.
Nightcloud stepped into my room.
"What are you doing here?!" I gaped (unfortunately to say, I gape like a fish) as Nightcloud sneered.
"That's what I should be asking you," she snapped rudely. "Why are you in my room?"
"Your room?" I said, standing up. "This is my room."
"Wrong," Nightcloud argued, "this is my room."
The realization dawned on us both.
"Don't tell me..."
"Are we actually..."
"IN THE SAME DAMN ROOM?!" we howled in unison. This was going to be the worst year ever. My breath hitched in my throat. I wasn't going to survive! How the heck could I live if I had someone like Nightcloud in my room? Oh no, oh no, I-
The door opened for a second time and in walked Cinderheart.
"SAVED!" I yelled, and threw myself at my best friend, who yelped and dropped her bag to hug me back.
Nightcloud sniffed rudely. "What are you doing here? In case you can't count, this room only fits two people."
Cinderheart glared at her. "This is my room. 204." She flashed her key, with the gold numbers shining brightly. I looked at my key. We both had 204. There was no way Nightcloud could be here.
The raven-haired girl blinked, staring at her key. "...oh. I'm in room 304."
"Thank the stars for that," Cinderheart whispered under her breath.
Nightcloud's face reddened with embarrassment. "Well, I wouldn't want to be in a room with miss teacher's pet here anyways." She glared at the stack of cardboard boxes. "And that explains why my box of heels isn't in here." We both rolled our eyes.
"How'd you get in here, then?" I wondered.
Now she rolled her eyes. "Your door was wide open. How can someone be so smart and so stupid?" She turned on her expensive black heels and exited my- and Cinderheart's- room.
As she left and the door closed behind her, Cinderheart and I both looked at each other. "You know what this means?" I said with a grin.
"We're roomies!" she squealed, and we both laughed and crushed each other in a hug again.
I take it back. This year will be the best.