When you arrive at the boarding school, you look around to see a lot of hotties and a lot of hunks.
- Jeez, you think. My old school was nothing like this.
You enter the halls, looking around you, when you suddenly remember that you don't even know the name of your new self. Well, you'll just need to go to the office to see, if they can lead you in the right direction.
When you enter the office, you immediately notice the stares coming from the sleazy guy behind the counter.
When asked, he continues by telling you that you need to be in class room 32B.
- Well, thanks a lot, you answer him.
- You're very welcome, Jane, he says.
- Well OK, you think. Now I at least know my own name,
You wander of towards room 32B, and when you pass by the other pupils in the halls, you're disgusted by the many looks you receive from the male part, but you're also kind of annoyed by the jealous stares you receive from the females.
This makes you wonder, if that was how, your old girl friend had felt, when she complained about you staring at her, but still you just waved the thought off, since it possibly couldn't be. Besides: You hadn't been overly staring at her. Had you??
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