Today is a great day for me, I got off the bus and I see the campus of Le Rose University with my eyes for the first time, it is an institute of great prestige and world fame as one of the most expensive.
Only children of celebrities and high class study in these walls, the place is full of new students going from here to there, but I do not share their same enthusiasm.
I guess the place is pretty impressive, I also know that universities are serious about how their gardens look with their topiary art.
¿But hedges in pyramidal shapes?
It's over the top and that... that sculpture on that fountain, I can only shake my head at such opulence.
But I'm not here to take in the scenery, you'd better find out where the new student orientation group is, unfortunately it's mandatory to attend, I'd rather take a look at this year's syllabus.
By the way discover who stole the first place in the list of entrants, it must be someone very intelligent because my IQ is 120 , I know I am a bookworm, however without that quality I would not be in this prestigious institution, I do not have economic resources, I am an ordinary young woman without wealth or connections and coming from a working family.
I approach a sign with a huge map of the campus, they are handing out flyers to be part of extracurricular clubs, however two very well dressed girls whisper near me with a laughing tone.
One of them has a Louis Vuitton bag hanging on it, this bag must cost an arm and a leg or my monthly salary, but Le Rose is a very exclusive university, no other university offers courses of such quality and variety.
It is natural that it attracts the wealthiest students.
I see a mural with names of entrants, Damn! They even rank students by individual achievement, financial success, philanthropy, and academic achievement.
God, how classy!
I frown, because I entered those three categories and only stood out in one, breathing deeply is the only thing left for me.
Who cares how much money someone donates these days, it seems to me just a self "centered way of showing off their riches.
Volunteer and community services!
What the fuck does that have to do with higher education, I'm not Mother Teresa.
They seriously take that into account in this institution, I thought it was a university not a community center or charity, the grades and academic achievements are the only thing that makes sense, although here it seems the least important.
And I came out second in the best grades. Second! It's a blow to my pride, with how much I tried.
If I had gotten the best grade, they would have given me the full scholarship.
That depresses me because it's a nuisance, having limited money, to distract my hardships I look for the orientation building, it's a gigantic campus.
¿How many hectares will this university have?
That one can easily get lost in these facilities, on the way to the main door of the building , I heard a girl give an excited scream startling me.
" Oh my God! is Isaac. "
That scream was for a guy, I thought the building had caught fire or something.
More girls crowd and whisper among themselves...
" It's Isaac Ducruet!, God Isaac, it's not possible."
I feel sorry for those girls melting just like that for a guy...
I continued walking, when a very luxurious black car parked near the building.
I look astonished because the car, in short, is elegant, it must cost a fortune, without further I turned me around and continued walking, when something that one of the girls said reached my ears making me stop.
"You knew that Isaac got the best grades of all, he is sexy and also intelligent."
WHAT! That guy is the one who stole my first place.
I can't believe some useless rich man won me...
He must have cheated.
I stand near the front door, simply because I'm outraged that a rich man has a full scholarship, he doesn't need it.
If you only see the car he drives, it's too much, of course, he doesn't know what hard work and sweat on the forehead means.
A white"skinned man gets out of the car, dark and shiny hair, straight and low cut, with slanted gray eyes, a penetrating gaze with long and curly eyelashes, a straight and thin nose with arched and very dark eyebrows, with that oval face and finely stylized chin without a bit of facial hair, damn her face is symmetrically perfect.
Can such a human exist... I refused to be intimidated by his beautiful face.
He is tall, maybe 1.80 meters, he is wearing a dark navy blue casual suit and black shirt combined with dark sneakers, extremely elegant.
I blink in astonishment, I'm silly what happens to me, letting myself be carried away by the appearance of a guy, it's clear that I got a little nervous, stupid heart stop racing.
This is what he provokes in me, hardly knowing him, in the presence of a feeling of emotion.
Love at first sight is a cliché, but a gleam in his eyes caught me, that arrogant air gives him a captivating touch, his intelligence an incredible elegance, although I'm single, I'm not one of those who stay to watch the boys go by, but what I am seeing is out of the ordinary.
Feel as if time stopped or that it passes very slowly, very slowly...
I see that he runs his hand over his head, brushing his hair back, giving off self"confidence, something that very few people can achieve.
I think I just met the man of my dreams.
However, he reacted on time, for all the nonsense I'm thinking, he's a stranger and to be honest, the men I'm attracted to are complete garbage, in all my relationships I've been cheated on, I don't know why my relationship always ends like this, for that this feminine intuition is never wrong.
With a bored face, he takes a look around him and after a moment he walks towards the campus.
Well my face, he must be blushing so he hurried me into the room.
Damn, orientation is about to start, he got to seat me in one of the empty seats, almost didn't make it.
Various university representatives give speeches about campus life.
I can't pay attention to him, I can't stop thinking about Isaac, who passes me by God, that useless rich guy can't be calling my attention.
You can see that he has an arrogant and unbearable attitude, I don't need to meet people like that.
Orientation ends and I don't feel like I've learned anything new.
Following the crowd, in what looks like a ballroom, I am surrounded by many people.
