Di walked into the office of the headmaster. "Why hello there, Aphrodite. Your dorm room is number 101, and we have it furnished a bit specially, at the special request of your... father." The headmaster cackled and patted his bulging shirt pocket, probably bulging with a bribe from Di's father.
Di shot a brilliant, gleaming white smile at the Headmaster and created a flower whose petals were made of fire and water. Setting down on his table, she strutted out of the room and slammed the door, willing the wind to carry her to her dorm.
Once in her dorm, she looked around. Oh joy. A tiny 3x3 window with her purple curtains hiding the rusted metal bars. Her large queen sized bed was there, along with the black, silver, and purple pillow and comforter. She had her big black metal-and-glass desk and her intricate black wrought-iron chair with padding. She spotted her silver plush rug, her silver mirror, and that her dad's goons had painted her closet door black, silver, and purple like she had ordered them to. But no matter the size of the bribe her dad had given, there was no way they would enlarge the small, standard 15ft.x20ft. room.
Sitting down on her bed, she set down her luggage and put her purse on the wooden bedside stand and turned on the black, silver, and purple lamp.
Having a dad with a lot of money was a great thing.
15 years, 8 months & 5 days ago
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