i arrive.
it's spring.
time to see if this is the place i really want to be.
i look around;
it's cold.
there's slush on the ground and i forgot to wear my rainboots.
but the campus is quaint.
the buildings are brick and my O.A. is cute.
her name is Robin, like the bird.
i meet a girl, a new friend.
her name is Maeve
Queen of the faeries.
we dine together,
we look around.
it feels like it could be home.
my roommate for the night is sweet.
she's pretty and she will not be seen without her black and white buffalo check scarf.
you can tell that in high school she was p o p u l a r.
you can tell that she'll be popular here, too.
she stays outside the room all night,
talking to some fat black kid,
a sean kingston look alike.
i try to sleep.
mistake number one.
in the morning,
Maeve and I have breakfast with our parents.
today her dad is here,
her mother has gone to work.
as we munch on eggs and muffins
and an all you can eat buffet at Neubig,
i think to myself,
"could this be home?"
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