It was late Friday night when he first arrived. Getting out of a car, he watchis it drive off. With suitcase in hand, he enters his new home. "So this is it, the place I will be staying at for the next year".
He enters the large, old, 3 story building. "Now, where is my room?".
Someone looks down at him from the second story. "Oh, you must be Kyle". He looks in the direction of the voice and sees a girl with long black hair was sleepily looking down at him.
"Welcome. Your room is up here on the second story", she points in its direction, "we'll give you a proper welcome in the morning". And she goes back to her room.
Kyle goes up the stairs to the 2nd floor and finds his room. Placing his things by the bed, "school doesn't start until monday. I'll unpack tomorrow". He puts on his pajamas and goes to bed.
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