hi everyone.
I am Cassiopia peters.
But friends call me Cassie due to the fact that my name can be kinda stressful to pronounce according to some people.
I'm an aspiring undergraduate at Hilton springs college in Washington state.
I'm so excited to be there.
finally away from my house that brings back bad memories from my childhood. I keep begging my mother to relocate us to another state or house at least, because that house was my first house and unfortunately he died in that same house,which is kinda scary to me cause he was buried in the house.
my father was a nice man, mostly a hookup artist because he often brought women home to bang once In a while, whilst my mom is at work as usual.
My mother on the other hand, is a high customized workaholic. you know people sing, dance, even draw as a hobby, my mom works as a hobby. Hilarious right? yeah definitely.
So being the only child of a man who cheats on his workaholic wife and then mysteriously dies of food poisoning is so alarming.
since the death of my dad, I worked towards being an independent woman. I started with fending for myself and because I know I don't have cash to sponsor my college tuition fee, I applied for a scholarship which I eventually got.
Tomorrow I am off to school. Getting nervous cause I will meet different people from different crazy family background and even backstory like mine. I get ready my bags and keep besides my bed. Tomorrow is gonna be a hell of a day, so I better get some sleep.
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Finally, the day of my departure from the hell zone I call my family house. Since my mom forgot to order an Uber for me, I have to take the bus, holding two suitcases, one bag and a makeup kit which I call a purse.
while in the bus, I catch the eye of an old age who hasn't for once taken his eyes off me since I boarded the bus. it's weird cause it might be my tiny short he's looking at or maybe the amount of bags I'm carrying in a bus ride.
I finally get off the bus and the man's eyes are still on me.
Perverted much!
ew!
I Wish I could just give him an uppercut on his flat, no bearded chin.
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In my school's reception and there stood a girl with a tag "student council program".
"Hi I'm Emily Dickinson" she says 'i will be your help and guide for registering and settling in Hilton springs college" she smiled and I reciprocate the action by smiling back.
"So what's your name? let me check for your dorm room and your room number" she said and I quickly tell her my name so that she can start checking me in my dormitory, cause I'm so tired...
Just then, I realized that she is not as bubbily as she is when she approached me. So I asked what was wrong.
"nothing really, it's just that the person who registered you in Hilton, must have registered you as 'peters' and not 'cassiopia'" she said as my heart thumped heavily in my chest. "so what are you saying now? is there no room for me?" I asked nervously and she just sighed.
"there's room for you." I get joy instantly "but it's in the boys dormitory" she continued as she fiddles with the bottom of her sweater vest.
"what?! I didn't sign up here to be shifted into
the boy's dormitory" I yelled and I could tell she was startled. " calm down Ms peters. it's not Permanent, just for the semester till the holiday" she explained and I sort of calm down.
sort of!
"okay, just for the semester right? after that I am not going to be placed here again" I said and she just smiled. " sorry for any inconveniences, Ms peters" she said.