A really tiring day

Next morning, We got up extra early to leave for the airport. At the airport, it was a hot mess because many people were crowding around us saying they were a big fan of my father. We got a little late for the flight because it was really hard to even shift a little but that did not last very long because some air hostesses came and freed us and led us all the way till our flights. This was the popularity I did not like being the daughter of the famous dj. After we had boarded the plane also some of the passengers were coming to our seats to get autographs when they warned not to. We had to take two flights and drive for 3 hours to reach Bailey High. When we reached Bailey High, it was almost 3 in the afternoon. When my parents had gone to fill up the form, I waited by the door. I was looking at someone's mom crying because there was a camera recording her. I thought to myself, " I would be embarrassed if that was my mom". Then I thought to myself that she must have her own reasons or maybe she was one of the stars who makes the front page of every newspaper. While I was lost in my thoughts, somebody tapped my shoulder from the back. I turned around to see Natalie with her smile that could light up the whole town. She was very happy to see me, I presumed. As we said hi, my parents came back and said "Goodbye,dear. We will see you on your next holiday. I have informed your headmaster to let you call once a month" Those days nobody had cell phones in their pockets. Only rich people and high post officers had it and above that they could not use it very often. I hugged them and headed to my assigned dormitory. Bailey High had a very big campus with 30 over buildings. It had basketball, football, badminton, squash, baseball, cricket and rugby courts. It had its own swimming pool, boxing, skating and ice skating rinks. It had many dormitories.Four people shared one room. It had numerous laboratories and classrooms. Clearly it was a school made for the rich but each year there was a scholarship student chosen by the government. The chosen student's fees and belongings were taken care of by the government till they graduate. If you ask me, it is horrible to be a scholarship student because although they study from the top lecturers and professors till they graduate, they are bullied by students who are called the mean girls or bullies of the school. You ask me how I knew all this? Well, I had my own ways. I was really tired after travelling the whole day so I did not want to waste any time. I straight went to find the board where the housing details were pinned up. I was sharing rooms with Natalie and two more girls, which was not very surprising because maybe our parents had a word with our principal after they saw us getting along very well at the party. Till I was settled and comfortable enough to stay for four years, it was time for the welcome meeting in one of the auditoriums in Bailey High. Both of us did not know where the auditorium was so we just followed the others. Soon we were sitting in our seats listening to our principal talking and welcoming us warmly. She was an old woman, with beautiful snow like skin and blue eyes. She introduced us to the school's facilities which I already knew but I still listened to see if she gives more information about the school. After the meeting which was not very helpful, we went out of the auditorium and went for a stroll in one of the gardens which was not very far from our dormitories till we were hungry and tired. When it was time to have dinner we went to the nearby restaurant to have some food. We returned to our dormitories when it was almost 10 at night as our roommates were late and were going to come on Sunday. I was so tired that after I closed my eyes I did not remember a single thing.