Snippet #847288

I trudge on towards the dorm, my phne buzzing several times in my pocket. I ignore it instead thinking ruefully about how I still wasn't paid for my services tonight. 'And those kids are brats too... Oh well, maybe that hostage situation thing will straighten them up... Hope so... But whatever,' I think as I push open the door to the dorm. I stop right inside the door, an involuntary shiver sweeping over my body as the colder air conditioned air hits me. I glance around the room, taking in the many different expresions on the faces of the girls around me. I ignore the sounds of many phone cameras clicking and instead raise my head up high and just my chin out in determination as if saying to the groups, "Hella yeah, I just survived a hostage situation! So go ahead and try f-ing with me bitches! See if I care!!"

I walk through the lobby and to my own room where I kick the doorclosed behind me. I quickly strip out of my soaked clothes and wrap a towel around my goosebump covered body. I swiftly brush my drenched hair, letting it all lay slicked out on my head, dropping my cap on the pile of clothes. I change into dry set of clothes consisting of flared jeans, a tank top, and a hoodie thrown over it. I put my hair up in a ponytail and plop down on my bed, checking my phone. It buzzes a couple more times as I look at it, several pictures of me walking into the lobby of the dorm popping up the screen. I groan quietly looking at the pictures. I had already gotten several of Chelsey earlier, now pictures of me were going to be circulating around the schools. 'Fun! I think sarcastically as I let my phone drop down beside me. I close my eyes thinking of what I had just been through and realized that Texi and a couple otehr people I knew had been standing outside the bank when I stormed out. 'Why were they there?' I wonder, picking my phone back up. I text Texi asking him that question - Why were you across the street from the bank?