Well, in that case... It was fine with me.

And it's not like I was scared or anything.

I walked right past everyone else and started up the stairs, opening the first door I passed. I had figured that since it was the first one, it was the one for first years. Me and my brain; where would I have been without it?

"Night!" I called loudly, slamming the door behind me.

The first thing I did was get the robe off me. It took a bit of work; I wasn't used to the buckles and I was walking at the same time. I threw it at the foot of the bed farthest from the giant window seat (light annoys me sometimes) and closest to the door (easy getaways).

I pulled the side curtains on the bed so I would be hidden and the other girls would realize that I had taken this bed. Then, I just plopped on to the bed, not getting into the sheets or anything.

The last thing I thought of before falling sleep was that I would have to meet the other girls the next day.

Tomorrow.

It seemed so far away.