Authors note- Ciao i Lettori! Spero che lei ami questo capitolo. Ho avuto dei MAGGIORI scrittori bloccano per un momento. Ma ricuperato, consentendo che io consegnare il prossimo capitolo. Piacere! or, in english,
Hello Readers! I hope you like this chapter. I had MAJOR writers block for awhile. But recovered, allowing me to deliver the next chapter. Enjoy!
Disclaimer- i don't own Amelia, every other charater is MINE! MINE! ALLLLLL MINE! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Amelia fell asleep, clothes and all. She woke up to a loud banging comeing from her door. She grogily sat up, smoothed out her hair, and clothes, trying to make herself look as awake as possible. She opened the door, and looked up at a very tall Cragorian woman.
"Um, yes?" Amelia asked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm Miss. Nadia, I come along on all the voyages to collect new students, and I just wanted to inform you that you'll be on this ship for a day more." Amelia nodded, "And, that breakfast is in a hour, lunch is at twelve, dinner, at seven."
"Thank you Miss. Nadia."
Amelia said, and shut the door. She flopped on her bed, she was sleeping till noon.
Amelia woke up, and looked at her watch. "Noon already?" She mumbled. But she was a little hungry.
She got up, and dressed in a white, longsleeve shirt, hideing her tattoo. She always forgot that she had it, and 3 others.
A small rose on the top of her foot, one of those ankel bracelet tattoo's, which was a ring of stars, and moons for her. A small one, very small, of the navys crest on her leg, just below her knee.
And a huge one of a vine, with flowers, and flower buds, wrapping itself around her arm, and continueing on her back in a big flurish of a fully bloomed lunergalactic lilly. The other one's she had gotten of her own will, the vine. She was to drunk to remember.
She also put on some jeans, grabbed her Ipod, and walked out the door. She walked around, wondering where the hell the cafiteria was, then she found it, students were lined up with trays, and woman, mostly human, were slopping on food from big bins onto their trays.
Amelia looked disgusted. 'what the hell are they eating?' She couldn't really distinguish what most of the food was. She saw a salad bar, she could eat that. She wasn't all that hungry, then again she never was, so she just grabbed a purp, and a apple, then left.
She went outside, and leaned against the railing while eating.
"Hi!"
A voice said, Amelia looked to her side, a Vixin (Mood changing hair, and eyes) woman stood.
"Uh, Hello." Amelia said, biteing into her apple.
"I'm Kelly, you are?" She said, holding out her hand,
"Amelia." She said, shaking Kellys hand.
"Just wanted to welcome you to Emerson." She said cheerily. "I haven't seen you around, so i knew you were new."
She then walked away. Amelia shook her head, finishing her apple, and throwing the core overboard.
"What have i gotten myself into?" she sighed, and started to listen to her Ipod.
The rest of the way to the collage, Amelia just stayed in her cramped room. She didn't want to talk to anybody at all. She looked out her window the next day, and sighed with relief, and grief when she saw Emerson collage.
It was huge, many different wings, and the main building was about as tall as a skyscraper. All the buildings were white, with the school emblum somewhere on it. Amelia sighed.
"All students exit ship, and go to the field in front of main building for Princple Ziginhimer's speech."
A voice said over the intercom. Amelia grabbed her bag, guitar, flute, backpack, and poketed her Ipod. She walked out with the rush of students. Trying not to get trampeld, since it seemed everyone else actually wanted to go to this collage.
Once they were all gathered in the field, Amelia saw the Ziginhimer stand up on a big stand. He was a old, round man. with blue horn rimmed glasses, and what had to be the biggest mustach Amelia had ever seen.
"Hello! Student's!" He said into his microphone.
'old geezer all the way.' Amelia thought.
"I'm glad to see familiar faces, and new one's as well!" He continued. "You who have been here before, welcome back! And, for you New students, go to the front office, you'll recieve your room assighnments, and a paper that tells you how things work around here. I hope you enjoy your time at Emerson!"
He pumped his fist in the air, "GO EMERSON EAGELS!"
he shouted into the mic, "GO EMERSON EAGELS!"
everyone shouted back, except for Amelia, and cheered. Amelia looked at the people around her.
'yep, I'm surrounded by a bunch of brainwashed zombies.'
Amelia picked her way through the crowed, and finally reached the small building titled, Office. She sqeezed herself in.
"RANDY DANDY!"
The desk woman called, a sulking human boy came up, and snatched the paper from her. Amelia chuckled as he walked by.
'Dude, i feel so sorry for you!'
"ROBERT FELLOWS! AND KAYLEE JONES!"
Two more kids walked up, and grabbed their papers. Amelia leaned against the wall, waiting for her name to be called for what seemed to be hours.
"AMELIA NEWBERRY!"
Amelia rolled her eyes, and took the paper from the woman, walking out quickly. "God, why don't they just mail it?" Amelia huffed, and looked at the paper as she entered the blue and, gold colored inside of the building.
"Floor 5...room 101."
Amelia murmured as she walked up the stairs. It didn't take her long to find her room, it was oddly enough, right by the staircase. She opened the door. And looked around the room with gray walls. There was a bunkbed agaist the wall nearest the door, a bathroom door oppisite that, and, in a sort of square area, was a single bed.
One desk stood on the wall oppiste the bathroom door, another one stood exactly behind it on the other wall. and three dressers, one by the single bed, and one on each side of the bunk. Amelia dropped her things on her bed, and looked at the drab, grey room, except for the brown dressers, and desks.
amelia hated the draby color. She put her clothes away, put the quilt the class had givin her on the bed, and set her guitar in the corner, and her flute on the desk. Just then, the door opened. Two identicle Felind girls walked in, seemingly arguing,
"Are you sure this is the right room, Zoya?"
"Yes, I'm sure Zill, jeez, can't you see the number is on the freaking door?"
"Well, yeah. But you never know. What if somebody pulled a prank, and switched the numbers on the doors?"
"Zill, their painted on the door."
"Oh yeah..."
They looked up, and stopped when they saw Amelia, who couldn't see a difference between the two. They both had black, wavy hair. And dark green eyes. They had slim bodys, glasses. And freackles. The one who had been refured to as Zoya smiled,
"You must be our roomate!"
She said, she had a light french accent. Amelia raised an eyebrow,
"Yes, I'm Amelia Newberry. You are?" The girls both set their things on the bunk beds.
"Can I have the top bunk, Zoya?"
"You get it at home."
"Fine." Zoya turned to Amelia,
"I'm Zoya, Thats my sister, Zillia." Zoya said, pointing.
"Zillia, and Zoya Zwick." Zillia said. Amelia accidently let a small laugh slip,
"Yeah, yeah, we know. Our parents had to do the matching name thing."
Amelia just smiled. Zoya looked around the room, "This room makes me think of a prison." she said,
"Yeah, or a dull version of hell." Amelia mumbled.
"Uh...thats a bit extreme."
Zilla said, taking her sandles off, and putting them under her bed. Amelia shrugged,
"Not for me." She said. Zoya grinned.
"Well, it won't look like that much longer."
Amelia raised an eyebrow. Zoya went to a fifth bag that she had drug in, and opened it. It was full of different colored cans of spray paint. Zillia gasped.
"Zoya!" She said in a scoulding tone.
Amelia came by, and picked up a can of navy blue spray paint, and grinned at Zoya,
"I like you already." Amelia said. Zillia groaned,
"We'll get in trouble guys!" She complained,
"We'll, we'll be here for the next two years, why can't we re-decorate a bit?" Zoya questioned. Zillia hesitated,
"Oh, all right."
She agreed, and grabbed a yellow can. Amelia smiled,
"Lets get crazy!" she said, and sprayed a blue outline of a star on the wall by her bed.
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