"God, this is going to be horrible." I think to myself, as I set my bags down on my bed. I look over at the other bed where my roommate has all her stuff packed away neatly. "I hope she's not a clean freak" I mutter under my breath.
"LIZZY KINZ!" my mom yells as she walks into my dorm. "Ugh this place is so small it needs so spice!" She throws her head back and laughs. She snaps her finger and a team of personal designers comes in side. I roll my eyes.
"Mom I wanted to start college NOT looking like a total spoil brat." I say to her as the men start painting the walls a light purple. "And what if my roommate hates it?" I question her.
"Oh trust me! If your roommate hates it she won't say a thing." All of a sudden a scream emerges from the silence.
"My Laptop!" A girl with dirty blonde hair and hazel eyes whines. "You're getting paint on it!" She stampers. I follow her finger to where a painting guy is frozen and his face is bright red. I slam my hand into my forehead.
"Mom!" I scream, mortified. The girls laptop is caked with purple paint. The girl runs over to her laptop.
"I can't believe you! The first day I move in and you paint the room my worst favorite color and ruin my laptop this is gonna be the worst year ever!" She yells and storms out of the room, clutching her precious laptop and making a horrified face at me.
"Oh Lord." I say and make eye contact with my mom who is in utter disbelief that someone doesn't like what she did for once.