Genee was still waiting. How can I kill time? After a while of just sitting on her bed, she opened her bag and peered in. She had s small laptop inside. She took it out, turned it on. She propped the pillow up higher, and rested her back onto it. She decided to research a little more about the school. She was curious if any strange things happened here. She wasn't sure if ghost where real or not, but spirits are real, and spirits are a lot like ghost, weren't there? I think there's just good spirits and bad ones. She noticed something in her bag. She took it out and unfold it. It was a letter. 'Dear Genee, I hope your year will be great. I want you to draw and tell me about your friends. From Mom.' Genee smiled. She logged off her laptop, put it back in her bag and pulled out a notebook. She began to draw, not really sure what, but she would know when she saw it.
Chris gave a snort as he heard a snore. Well, he snores. A smirk crept on his face. He quietly stood, and dragged a chair, trying not to make too much noise. He stepped onto the chair, near his dorm mate. He pulled out the pen he always kept in his pocket, and started drawing. (Hehehehe....) After a few moments, he moved the chair back, sat on his bed and pulled out a mirror. He waited for his dorm mate to wake up.
