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I come awake as I hear the driver calling my name. It had been a long flight to where ever this place was, followed by long drives. This was all after the incredibly long application period. I rub my eyes still not sure if I made the right choice, I got a full boat, but I had never heard of this place. It was amazingly well reviewed with a crazy big endowment but there was almost no info on it. Not even a class picture, or photo of the campus.

Then again it's not like I was drowning in other options out of high school, without a family I had been working odd jobs for years to keep my head above water and finish high school. So the idea of attending an elite northeast school of some kind for free was kind of a no brainier, even if I had to sign and do some crazy stuff to get in.

As I get out of the car and grab my bags the driver hands me a heavy envelope before getting back in his car and driving off. I was early to the campus, move in wasn't for another week but the school lets me come here early due to the fact it was that or let me sleep on the street for a week. As I look around I am stunned slowly by my surroundings. Rolling green hills surround something that seems more like a giant summer estate of a king than a school. The campus is small but each building is large. The facades are clean and modern but the buildings themselves look like classics. The whole thing reeks of money and elitism I think.

As I open the packet I am surprised yet again as instead of a welcome packet I pull out a slim tablet. I hold down the power button and flip it over while it boots. No manufacturer logo, not even patent information on the back, the unit was blank save for the schools logo etched into the dark brushed metal back. As it boots up I again see the school logo before a welcome packet comes up, a lot of it doesn't pertain to me. Most are for move in day events and stuff that won't happen for another week or more. After a moment, I locate a map application and see my location, after typing in my info it shows my a path to my dorm room.

I throw my backpack over my shoulder and grab rolling bag and start walking taking in the perfectly manicured grounds.

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