Waiting in line for her first on campus meal, Miryana looked around at the other students. There were only freshman and a handful of upperclassmen volunteers there because it was freshman orientation week. There was a buzz of excitement in the air, and she wasn't the only one looking …

The smell of the food was tantalizing her. Like the best restaurant she and her parents had ever been to for a work event. As with everything else, Peri hired flaired chefs and every meal was a feast. Even the buttered roll she whetted her appetite with had a dimension …

They were saved by the arrival of another girl. “Do you mind if I sit here?” she asked. Without waiting, she pulled out a chair. “This place is packed. I hope it's not like this every day.” “Our schedule is crowded. I'm sure that's why. I don …

Exiting her drawing placement exams, she hoped to pass at least into the second level course and not have to be taught again how to hold a pencil, but she wasn't hopeful, Miryana saw a student sitting on a bench in the front of the building, rather than joining …