Sansa admired the architecture of the Ghost Tower dormitory building. In all honesty it was more of a tower and Sansa was the maiden at the top. She stood next to the limo as her brothers Robb and Jon helped get her stuff out of the truck.
"Still nervous sweetling," asked her mother. Her mother had went to this boarding school when she was young.
"A little bit," admitted Sansa. She was so nervous that she didn't eat at all that morning.
"It's a fine honor to be accepted into Harren's Hall," said her father. He was also helping with the baggage Sansa had carried from home.
As they 5 of them crammed into the elevator, Sansa pondered and wondered where the year would take her. Robb and Jon had loved their years at Harren's Hall and Sansa was determined to too. Harren's Hall was a prestigious boarding school where choice select where accepted. Many of the chosen went on to lead amazing lives and if she was sure of anything it was that her life would be extraordinary.
With the exception of the top floor, every floor of the Ghost Tower had eight somewhat small rooms. The top floor, however, had only four very spacious rooms with their own private bathrooms, a small living area with its own kitchenette and a somewhat big. Instead of a hallway, the top floor had a very colorful gathering area complete with couches and a nice, chic firepit. A lottery was held every year to see who would get the coveted rooms. And this year, Room 2104 was hers.
Sansa and her family went in and Sansa had them put all the stuff down at the foot of the queen sized bed.
"Looks like your roommate has already been here," said Robb looking at the other side of the room.
Sansa glanced at the other side of the room to see that the other bed was indeed made up. A glorious green comforter with golden flowers embroidered in it. A green and golden canopy hung heavy over the entire thing.
"Aww, it's beautiful," said Sansa. She ran her hand over the soft comforter," it's so soft."
Her mother came over," I just love the needlework of it too, it's well done."
Sansa looked over to see her father and brothers just staring. Robb picked at a cuticle.
"Alright, everyone leave before I start killing Starks," Sansa pushed Robb and Jon out the door.
"What the hell, Sansa," Robb said between giggles.
"Out, out you ingrates, I'll put everything up myself," she said. She couldn't stop laughing.
Her father walked out of the room," Are you sure Sansa, we don't mind."
She could see the emotion in his voice that his eyes hid. Sansa went over and hugged her father.
"It's okay dad I can do it by myself, besides, you men don't have my eye for design." She laughed and wiped her eyes.
They crammed back into elevator. The air gave a feel of goodbye.
Back at the parking lot, Sansa wasn't the only student saying tearful goodbyes to their parents. Her mother hugged her and cried about how her girl was a woman now. Her father hugged her and spoke of keeping up her grades and being responsible throughout the year. Jon just told her to keep safe. Robb told her not to visit home too often or they might not miss her as much.
It was almost sunset when the Stark buisness limo left for the plane ride home. Sansa left and made the elevator trip back up to floor 21. As she ascended up, she sorely wished she had accepted father's offer to help set up her room. When she exited the elevator, music was playing and the door was open. I, I will be king, the music said. And you, you will be queen. Sansa inched closer to her door, unsure what to make of it. Though nothing will drive them away, we can beat them, just for one day. Sansa opened the door to see a teenaged girl and boy pulling the fitted sheet on her bed.
"Make sure you tuck it under the bed so it will stay," said the girl.
"Um, excuse me," they turned when she spoke," what are you doing."
They girl turned and turned off the music," Oh, I'm so embarrassed, please forgive me but I wanted to show my brother here your lovely sheet set. I do admire the stitching."
Despite the weirdness involved, Sansa couldn't find it in herself to actually be offended.
"Um, it's alright, I guess," Sansa said," I was going to do it myself but I see I'm in good hands."
The girl smiled at her with warm brown doe eyes and clapped her hands together," Silly me, I haven't introduced myself."
She went over to Sansa and reached out her hand, which Sansa took
"My name is Margaery Tyrell, it's a pleasure to meet you."