SURIVING
Knock, knock, knock. "Melissa, sweety, you have to get up, it's 7:30. Come down and eat, before I send Spencer in." said Melissa's 'mom' said.
Melissa: had short blood red hair that stopped just above her shoulders. Her eyes were Sapphire-blue. She was tall, and thin, to thin.
When she didn't get up, a little boy, Spencer, ran in and jumped on Melissa.
"Mel! Wake up! Wake UP! I want you to leave, so I can take your room."
Melissa got up, and threw a pillow the small boy. As they walked down the stairs Melissa said, "Admit it, dude, you're gonna so miss me when I am gone."
"Will not." Spencer said, trying to fight the fact that he was going to cry.
3 hours later...
"This is it, the great 'Alfea College'." Melissa said to herself, "I wonder why it is a 'college'? It is only high school, after all." Melissa frowned. "I HAVE to stop talking to myself. I think I've been alone to long."
She drove down the long driveway to the school. (Yes I changed Alfea a little bit. Not to much though ;] )
Melissa noticed that there was a group of students standing there out front. They all had on a black shirt and either tan pants or a tan skirt.
"My name is Melissa Gordon." Melissa said as she walked up to the sign in desk.
"There you are. Your dorm is 312. You will get your schedule later." a girl said from her place behind the table. "I will find a student ambassador to show you around." She returned with a girl, about the same height as Melissa, who seemed to love to be out doors in nature.
"Hi, my name is Flora. You must be Melissa. Nice to meet you." the girl said. "You look a lot like my friend Bloom. Do you have all of your stuff sweety?"
Melissa hated to be called sweety, but she let it pass. Melissa nodded, and they went inside.
"I'm a freshman too. Ms. Faragonda said that I should show people around, because I have been here so much." Flora said. When Melissa gave her aquizzical look she said, "I am the third and final kid in my family to come here."
"I'm the first and the only one in my family to come here."
"Why is that?" Flora asked.
"I am the only kid." Melissa explained.
"What room is that?!" she asked in awe.
"That's the library. Big huh?" Flora said.
"Yeah..." Melissa could hardly speak. "OH! My room is 312."
"Do you know who your roommate is? I hope mine isn't a boy." Flora sighed.
"Why would it be a boy?" Melissa was confused.
"Because the Trix tore their school apart. they have to biuld it all over again. for the second time."
"Oh." Melissa was still confused. Now she wondered who the 'Trix' were. Melissa was about to ask Flora but they heard a voice behind them yell, "Flora!" A boy who apeared to be a freshman as well, with blue hair, a green v-cut shirt, and baggy tan pants ran up to them.
"Helia. I'm glad your here," Flora said in her quiet way, after they had broken their hug off.
"Who is your friend?" Helia asked.
"This is Melissa." flora said.
"Hi." was all Melissa could say, It wasn't that she had a crush on him. because she didn't, but she just didn't like talking to people.
"Come on, Mel. your bag is probably getting heavy," Flora said noticing the uncomfortable look on Melissa's face.
They walked a little farther on down the hallway, and stopped in front of 312. "Here's my room. It doesn't look like my roomy is here yet."
"Do you want me to help you unpack?" Flora asked.
"No. You have probably been gone to long anyway. I'll be fine." Melissa replied, thrilled that she would get to be by herself for a little while.
"Ok. Come out to the front gate around, 4:30. I want you to meet my friends, and we are going to go see a movie."
"No, I think I'll just hang around here. I'm not really that sociable. Sorry. Thanks for asking." Melissa said.
"If you don't at least come and meet them, I'll have some of the m drag you out there." Flora thretened.
"Fine." Melissa laughed, throwing up her arms for emfasis. The image of Flora having anyone carried anywhere was funny.
"Later, Mel." Flora said.
"Bye." Melissa said. Flora left, and Melissa looked at her meager suply of stuff. "Well, I'll unpack, and then go see Ms. Faragonda."
After unpacking.........................................................
Knock, knock. "Ms. Faragonda?" Melissa asked.
"Yes?" came the reply.
"I just wanted to come in and meet you, and thank you for the scholarship." Melissa said.
"Thank you. I was beginning to get bored. What is your name?" Ms. F asked.
"Melissa Gordon." she answered.
"Melissa Gordon..." Ms. Faragonda muttered. "Oh. You're called the 'wanderer' if I remember correctly."
"Yes." Melissa said looking at the floor.
"When I told the staff that I had given you the scholarship they sugjested that I have you tell us all your story. Then maybe latter the student body."
'Great. I hate making speeches.' "Maybe." Melissa said, putting on a fake smile. "I don't like public speaking, but maybe."
"I understand." Ms. F said.
'No you don't.' Melissa thought. "Do you know who my roommate is?"
"No I'm sorry , I don't. At the sign in desk they could tell you."
"Thank you." Melissa mumbled.
She was walking to the front of the building when she heard a person running up behind her. the person, clearly a 'he' from the vioce, yelled, "Hey, Christopher!"
Melissa stopped. 'why is he running up behind me? He must be suicidal!' She thought.
'why did she stop? I can't stop, I am going to hit her!' The boy thought.
Just as they both thought, the boy ran into Melissa. Lucky for her she was ready. Melissa grabbed his elbow, and his shoulder, flipped him as gently as she could, and pinned him down.
"Don't you ever run up behind me again! If you think that hurt, you don't know nothin'!" She yelled.
"Sorry. Dang. Just trying to catch..." the boy started.
"Hey, Jeremy! What the heck so you think your doing? I hear a loud 'thump' run back here, and find a girl pinning you down,and yelling at you!" A guy, Melissa asumed to be Christopher, said.
Faster than either of the boys noticed, Melissa let Jeremy go and had Christopher's arm bent behind his back in a painful position.
"OWWW!!!" Christopher yelled.
"Don't you ever say nothin' like that again!" Melissa was really ticked at both of these boys.
"Sorry! Now will you please let my arm go?!"
"Fine, but if I see either of you again, so help me.." Melissa said with clenched teeth.
The two boys took off toward the dorms at a run.
Finally getting to the front she asked, "Could you tell me who my roommate is? It is room 312." Melissa said.
"Jeremy Baxter."
"Thank you." Melissa said.
"Mel!!" Flora cried.
"Hi, Flo." Melissa said.
"How are you doing?" Flora asked.
Melissa answered, "Surviving."
