tortellini
would sell my soul for a kazoo <3
Weymouth Academy, the school of your dreams. You’re finally here! At the orientation! You’re outdoors with your fellow students. Faculty pass out schedules and flyers, smiling kindly at you. A woman stands on a makeshift stage. Her hair is white, her lipstick is red. She looks intense.
“Hello, Weymouth Students! Welcome to your first day at the academy. Please open your student handbooks and skim over them.”
The rustling of paper is heard now, and students chattering. The woman taps the mic.
“My name is Aria Evangeline, and I am your principal. Today will be quite uneventful. No classes for the day, just to get you settled in.”
She pauses and smiles sweetly.
“You will be given a key to your dorm. 3 to a dorm. Feel free to make friends with another, you’re stuck for another 4 years!”
She laughs and steps off stage. A man now takes the mic.
“Please follow a staff member to your dorms. Thank you.”
“Hello, Weymouth Students! Welcome to your first day at the academy. Please open your student handbooks and skim over them.”
The rustling of paper is heard now, and students chattering. The woman taps the mic.
“My name is Aria Evangeline, and I am your principal. Today will be quite uneventful. No classes for the day, just to get you settled in.”
She pauses and smiles sweetly.
“You will be given a key to your dorm. 3 to a dorm. Feel free to make friends with another, you’re stuck for another 4 years!”
She laughs and steps off stage. A man now takes the mic.
“Please follow a staff member to your dorms. Thank you.”