Valencia breathed in the crisp, cool air as she stood before the school's entrance. Her aunt hadn't even been nice enough to leave her any closer. So with her suitcase trailing behind her, Valencia got to walking. After all, there was nothing else she could possibly do. The whole school seemed to be engulfed by the trees that surrounded the area.
After a few good minutes of plain walking, Valencia had arrived at the school grounds. Well, to be more exact, Valencia was a few feet from the school's front door. She was standing right next to an obnoxiously fancy fountain, one that would have fit a national park better. A small angelic figure--most likely a baby cupid--was peeing clear, fresh water into the reservoir.
"Disgusting" Valencia's mumble was barely audible as she turned to walk towards the school. Before entering through the main door, she was greeted by a very serious looking woman dressed in all black.
Looks like a butler. Valencia was instructed to walk to the auditorium for some sort of orientation and she did as told; apparently she was already late. She followed the lady's instructions and walked towards the auditorium, coming across a group of kids making a ruckus.
"Hey ya-" Valencia cut herself off before she could finish her sentence.
Ya better go inside soon.. She shook her head and kept walking, it wasn't any of her business whether they were late or not. What's more, it didn't even look like she was needed; a few adults wearing all black approached the group. They were most likely being told that it was time to enter. Valencia didn't stay to watch, instead she entered the auditorium and took a seat on the outside of the row. That way, her suitcase could easily rest on the aisle without bothering her.
The auditorium was a hateful place. Not only was it unnecessarily huge--we're talking about something resembling a piano recital theater here--but it was also inundated by the high-pitched, gruff and insufferable voices of teenage kids.
Ugh. Suddenly, the lights were dimmed down and the chatter was present but it had lowered some. The boisterous chatter was replaced with curiosity in most due to the sudden change in atmosphere. Valencia noticed that the lingering adults in black suits were now handing out small colored brochure-like papers. Valencia took the green colored one that was handed to her and opened it up.
"What?" There was nothing written in the brochure except for the school's name. She looked over a few rows ahead of her and noticed that some kids were getting red, blue, and even yellow papers.
"I wonder what the hell this is for."
Tomas dashed out of his parent's car, slamming the door behind him. He slung his backpack over his left shoulder in the most exaggerated way. Yep, that's Tomas, everyone. Without even looking back, Tomas headed for the school, remembering what his parents had told him. They had had a conversation with some weird looking creeps in black suits and for some reason or the other Tomas was meant to follow their creepy advice. Well, not exactly creepy, he had dozed off during the long winded conversation, but he knew it was something weird!
"Extremely off-putting fer sure!" Tomas belted out the sentence like he was about to sing the prelude in an opera and jogged his way towards the auditorium.
Once at the auditorium, Tomas loudly exclaimed a few 'sorry' and 'welp' and even added some 'my bad!' in there as he pushed his way through the crowded auditorium. Instead of taking a seat in the back--where there were enough to choose from, mind you--Tomas decided on a lone seat in the very middle of the middle row. He had to push past people's feet, bookbags, etc. Once in his seat, he turned his attention to the green colored paper a butler-like man had handed him beforehand.
