Chapter 594
The dorms for physical training were assigned by major, just like at Kingswood University, with four people in each room.
Charlotte saw Stella off, then wandered back to her own dorm. She pushed open the door at a leisurely pace. The three girls already inside turned to look at her all at
once.
Their eyes went wide. Mouths hung open. For a second, they just stared, totally forgetting how to speak or move.
Charlotte was at least five foot seven, tall and lean. She wore loose, army-green cargo pants that made her legs seem endless, and a matching short-sleeved shirt that showed off her pale, slim arms.
Her face was something else bare, with no makeup, but so pretty it didn’t seem real.
She stood there, one hand in her pocket, the other holding her uniform jacket, eyes lowered a bit.
“Hi,” one of the girls managed. Her name was Eileen. “Are you… are you in room 345?”
“Yeah. Hey,” Charlotte replied, nodding. She strolled over to her desk, sat down, and took off her hat.
The three girls looked even more shocked. Charlotte had looked gorgeous even with that awful hat. Without it-well, there were no words.
“I’m Eileen. I’m in Class 1,” the first girl said, still trying to get over her surprise.
“I’m Alvina,” another chimed in.
“And I’m Emma. We’re all from Class 1. What about you?” Emma added, smiling.
Charlotte glanced at them as she poked a straw into her milk. “I’m Charlotte. I’m in Class 1 too.”
Emma, with her big, round doll eyes,
looked thoughtful. The name
Charlotte sounded really familiar,
it
like she’d heard somewhere, before
“Want some snacks?” Alvina offered, a little shy, holding out treats from home.
“Thanks,” Charlotte said, and took a pear, biting into it without hesitation.
“Charlotte is it okay if I call you
that?” Eileen asked, already dragging her chair over to sit next to Charlotte not taking her ey her.
“Of course,” Charlotte said, happy as she crunched her pear.
“Your skin is amazing, Charlotte. What do you use?” Eileen asked, still turning her name over in her mind. It was so familiar.
Charlotte rummaged around in her drawer and set a little green bottle on the desk. “This.”
Eileen grabbed it, but her smile froze the second she saw it. The bottle was shaped like a frog, with the words: Children’s Skincare.
Wait, Charlotte looked like this and used baby cream?
“Are you sure this is all you use?” Eileen asked almos
swallowed, staring at
“This is for babies.”
Charlotte nodded, her eyes serious. “Baby cream works for me.”
Eileen was speechless.