Intensely astonished by what my eyes reflected, it was like a burst of flashlight—more magnificent than anything I'd ever seen or felt. The view was magical, a miracle, with an awe-inspiring sight that refused to let go. I was still absorbing the glamour when I spotted the driver who would take me to the institute.
As I walked towards the parked car, we exchanged pleasantries, and he opened the back seat door for me to get in. The drive was longer than expected, but the scenic views along the way made it worthwhile.
Upon arriving at the school compound, I joined the throngs of students. The driver helped me unload my luggage, which my dad had already paid for before the journey. After settling everything, I arranged my belongings in my locker in the school girls' hostel.
I had agreed with my dad to stay in the school hostel for just this year; next year, I wanted to live in my own apartment. I cherished my space; even Ema and I had separate rooms.
When I entered with my belongings, the room was empty. Later, while strolling to familiarize myself with the environment, three girls walked in, exuding a warm familiarity. We exchanged pleasantries, and they introduced themselves.
Bella James, tall and well-shaped with captivating dimples, offered her hand for a handshake. Jamie Lurt, average height with light skin and baby pink lips, followed suit. Debbie Curet, with chocolate-colored skin and a heartwarming smile, also introduced herself.
After the introductions, I prepared to leave when Jamie asked about my plans. I shared my intentions, and Bella, Jamie, and Debbie volunteered to show me around since they knew the place better.