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The first day of college has finally really started! I have prepared special clothes for this historic day from 2 days ago. The voluminous A-line skirt and red Lanvin-banded jacket are also a pair of red Lanvin with ankle straps. Chino and I were already in the dormitory, yesterday evening I checked out of the hotel and took a set of my Jeremy Scott suitcase containing the clothes I had just robbed from a store.
I found someone to take care of Chino named Leslie, I paid her to feed Chino and took her out for walks every morning and evening. A small refrigerator in the form of an electric pink makeover suitcase 1 meter high was already standing firmly next to the bed, Arielle chose it for me on her subscription online shopping site.
Immediately I finished the bowl of Cheerios cereal sprinkled with banana slices on top and left the room. Incoming messages from Rosa and Lista
'Semangat gadis Paris-ku' adds to my confidence. I didn't waste this golden opportunity to use my Bea Valdes bag and step out of the dormitory. Arielle was right in front of my bedroom door when I left the room, she greeted me with a look of amazement and small applause "What a crazy first day!" she shouted.
"This is so worth it for the most historic event of my life Arielle, " I explained to her.
We walked together towards campus, some people whispered while looking at me, making me a little uncomfortable and wondering. Is this too much? I don't think so, the only thing that stands out from my clothes is the famous brand. "You know what makes people look at me like that?" I finally asked Arielle.
"Of course, they see you like that, you're the hottest news today!" Arielle explained which of course made my heart sink to the feet.
"How could that be?"
Arielle stopped her steps perfectly, "I already said, that this campus only gives scholarships every year to only one person, and this year it is awarded to our department. Remember the photo I took last time, I posted it in the campus group and it immediately became a hot topic. Did you accept all incoming groups?" Arielle explained at length.
"No, it's only our class group. You included me in all the groups here?" I asked then gently grabbed her hand, inviting her to walk again.
Arielle followed me to walk again, her face looking thoughtful, "Not all Aubrey, just our class group, department group, and campus group. That's all." the word 'that's all' that Arielle said didn't mean the same to me.
As we walked down the corridor together, all the girls whispered and smiled at me, some greeted Arielle, and some boys smiled and greeted me. "Hey, Aubrey!" I couldn't help but smile awkwardly.
The first class is French, Arielle said, all majors have one subject in common, namely French, it's appropriate that the classroom is in the auditorium. I chose the third row of seats from the front, I had promised myself I would always sit in the front and Arielle agreed with that.
Class starts in 20 minutes but the classroom is already full, actually, I already know some people from the class chat group, but it's still awkward to face them face to face.
We discussed many things, and the average topic of conversation was lessons. Looks like I picked the right friend. Some complimented my outfit because most of the people in this chat were only wearing t-shirts and jeans, or rather half the people in this class. The people I mentioned were mostly seated in the front row and the back row were people dressed not much different from me.
While still engrossed in discussing who-dare-drinking-booze-by-size-a-sized, a middle-aged and very tall man entered the classroom clad in an astrakhan coat that obviously could cost at least 30 sheep to make.
When the man wanted to talk to start today's class, the auditorium door opened and saw a group of children late in, I was surprised to see the blonde appeared with his basketball friends, a tall girl with super short blue hair cut in Gucci shoes with a goose down coat and tight jeans took the blonde and what's even more surprising is that El came in with the guys as well as a few other girls.
My eyes and the blonde's met, he smiled at me just before El shouted "Aubrey!!" which made the blonde turn his gaze to El, I responded with a wave and a big smile. The middle-aged man just let them in, and the group walked towards the very back seat.
"How did you know Elainne?" Arielle asked me.
"Accidentally met, she asked about my manicure at that time," I explained to Arielle.
"Then why is Traynor smiling at you?"
"Traynor?" I asked Arielle with a confused look.
"Jeffyin Traynor! A blonde-haired man." Arielle answered excitedly.
"Then how would I know" I replied. "But why were they allowed in?"
"It's because Traynor, his mother is the owner of the foundation, so of course, everyone likes him, including the lecturers." Arielle took out a note from her bag, and so did I.
"Including you?"
"No to me, looks aren't everything, he's nothing more than a famous kid," Arielle said it as if she was remembering something. "You know, back in high school there was a photo of him wearing a lacy bra with his head in the toilet. For God's sake, that's disgusting!".
"That's stupid and crazy." The conversation about Jeffyin Traynor ended there because the class had already started.
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The class went on quietly for an hour, when the bell rang a group of people rushed out of the classroom. Several girls in branded clothes stopped in front of my desk and my friends. "Hey, how about going to the cafeteria with us?" one of them asked.
I smiled kindly and replied, "Thank you very much but I promised to go there with my friends".
"Okay maybe next time" she smiled then left "Bye." some of the other girls said to me.
I held Arielle's hand as I walked towards the cafeteria, some of us looked for a seat first, they brought their lunch boxes, and so did Arielle. Arielle offered to accompany me but I refused, I can't if I keep relying on Arielle.
I headed to the outlet I went to yesterday to buy a stick of gum and soda. Some people greet me, and they all call my name. Looks like Arielle made me an interesting topic for people here.
While walking towards the table my friends were at, someone hugged me from behind. "Aubrey!" it was El's voice, "Where are you sitting? with who?"
I pointed at a table "With my friends." I explained.
El pulls my hand the other way, towards a table full of hordes of other branded dress girls, hordes of basketball kids, hordes of blondes! "Get out of the way!" El shouted at them. Several men shifted places on the table to give me a seat for me and El, "Meet Miss Hot from the Fashion Department." El introduced me to them. The smiles of these people broke out, not cynical smiles like in the movies but friendly smiles.
"Aubrey, right?" asked someone sitting next to the blonde. "Nethan, majoring in Photography." the man stretched out his hand.
I shook his hand and smiled.
"I think you owe me an explanation for a lie." the blonde looked at me. "Your name is Aubrey, not Rain." the others looked at me and the blonde in turn.
I took my wallet out of my bag and took out my student card. Placed it right in front of the blonde's face so he could see the name on it. He just nodded in understanding.
After that, I know one by one the names of these people. Gallant, Damien, and Tom who also majored in Photography with Nethan were basketball kids who were with the blonde at that time. Reine, Hilaire, and Emilie are El's classmates in dance major. The last one is the blonde child majoring in literature and his sexy girlfriend Fanette from the literature major as well. "Where's Fanette?" El asked the blonde. The one who was asked the question just shrugged his shoulders.
"I think she's on a photoshoot with the top class of Photography," replied Nethan while showing Fanette's Instastory.
I got an incoming message from Arielle,
How long do you plan to be there? We still have another class.
Oh my God, I forgot Arielle. I immediately stood up and said goodbye to the others because I had to go to class.
"What about the wound on your knee?" asked the blonde as I was about to turn away.
I turned sarcastically at him "What is clear is that if it leaves a scar, you must be responsible" I explained briefly and then ran towards my friends who were moving out of the cafeteria.