"Will this be all sir?"

A dashing young man dressed in a cream white tuxedo asked as he carried the last of my things inside the house.

I looked around the empty room littered in boxes and papers before turning to him. "Yes, that will be all" I smiled before remembering the pastries I brought from my hometown, "Wait a moment, will you?" I say in which he replied with a nod.

I scurry away as fast as I could before taking one of the 10 baskets filled with cupcakes and bread on top of a table. I then return to the wooden front door where the man stood before handing him the basket.

He gave me a look of curiosity as he received it in his hands.

"A token of appreciation, it's something I got from my hometown. I hope you enjoy it" I explain, smiling once again

He nodded in understanding before giving me a curt nod, "I shall be on my way, sir. Thank you for this" he said, raising the basket

"The pleasure is mine" I reply before opening and closing the door after he passed through.

After I made sure he was gone, my smile slowly turned into a smaller one. I let out a sigh before spinning around on my heels to observe the new house I will be living in from now on.

This is it, huh?, I smile sadly

"I'm home, granny" I chuckle, knowing no one would answer

If she was here she'd definitely tell me to clean up. Typical of her. I roll my eyes. I guess I should start arranging my stuff though.

And that's what I did.

•••

An hour and a half later, 3/4 of the boxes were already cleared up. The living room was set, along with the kitchen. The built-in shelves were now filled with books— considering that almost half of what I owned were books— and five picture frames that were placed neatly on top of the highest shelf.

I smiled at the picture of me and my grandma when I graduated grade school and the picture of me and her when taken 2 years ago when we visited a beach. The other two were individual pictures of me and my grandma, mine was taken when I was a messy little baby and hers was taken back when she was a teenager.

Nothing actually changed. Though her ebony black hair had a lot white mixed in now that she was older and wrinkles formed on her face— though she was still as beautiful as ever.

The last picture was of my parents whom I've never met my entire life until granny's funeral. They wanted me to live with them but I refused, considering that I never actually knew them and it'll feel like I'm living with two actual strangers. Luckily, they considered and wanted to give me something as a replacement for living with them. I remembered granny saying how much she wanted to see the City of Roses, the place I'm in now, I asked them to get me a house over there and even though I didn't ask for it, they enrolled me in the only school they have here which I hear was very prestigious.

Sighing, I shake my head, getting rid of my sudden trail of thought.

The small cottage-like-house had a couple of floors. The ground floor had space for the living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom while the second floor had two rooms for bedrooms.

Taking one of the four boxes filled with my things (as always, half of them are books of my favorite) I climbed up the wooden stairs. I opened the first door I saw.

The room had a single bed covered in white cloth, it also had it's own small closet and a square table in the corner.

Light spilled warmly from the window right in front of the bed and I could hear a couple of chattering from below.

I put the box on the table before peeling off the white cloth from the bed which I will now claim as mine. Dust spread around the room making me sneeze twice.

I tell myself not to pull random things covered in dust like a bullfighter before finally deciding to start dusting.

It took me a full 10 minutes after everything was cleaned up and I immediately started to unpack my things. I stacked my books at the side of the table and put down another photograph of me and my granny hugging beside it.

I had some clothes in the box which I transferred into the clean closet along with some sweaters, socks and shoes. Of course, I separated them from each other so I wouldn't look like a dancing monkey when I wake up late for school.

Speaking of school, I turned the box upside down and a letter fluttered from it towards the ground.

I picked it up before opening it and studied its contents. It was a letter from school— Cerny Academy, that was the name of the school. It was a list of my requirements which was a single 200 page leather bound notebook, and a pen. I can tell you it wasn't a particularly long list.

In the letter was also my schedule with a map just right below it. From what I can see, the school seems to be big. Right at the end of the letter was the name Julius Amadeus Lockhart and a signature right above it.

I sigh once again before putting the letter on the middle of the table before dropping on the now clean bed.

It was still a little past 1pm but I was too tired to move. I had a bit of cleaning up to do before everything is finally set so I decided to sleep for a while.

•••

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