TurbulenceChapter 3
I was nervous when I checked in. The registrar was snippy because he had to wait for me to show up. “I don’t know why you couldn’t have been here earlier,” he said. My roommate, an upper-class student by the name of Ryan Chitworth came down to take me back to the room. He was nice enough (it was part of his job to guide this precollege student gently along). When we got off the elevator on the 3rd floor it opened to a large lounge area with the doors of three separated rooms surrounding it....