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Atlanta was full of new things

Strange things

Confusing things, even

I’d never, for exas (which delighted me) or so many one-way streets (which horrified me) I’d never experienced traffic as bad as the connector at rush hour, and I’d definitely never had soa place where apparently one could order both egg rolls and nachos, delivered, which was the trifecta or strange, confusing, and new)

But traffic aside, it was a thrilling place to be— not just Atlanta—but being enrolled at Harton University Finally, finally, finally, I was out ofmy actual life started

Even as I stood in the middle of Harton University’s beautiful campus, I was bloay by the fact that I was actually there

Everything felt fresh and new and vibrant I could ss, and it was like a dream I didn’t want to end

A cheery girl on the school’s north cao— Copeland, Sasha, right?” She flashed a s “This is your welcome packet There’s a ca fresh information Looks like you’re in Wells Which…wait That can’t be right,” the girl said, frowning and pulling the folder back

“No, Wells is right— that’s the one that was on the letter they sent to my house,” I said

“But Wells is the upperclassirl said “You should be in Parks”

I sh I could tell the expression was ht “I’m a freshman, but I’m nineteen and didn’t really want to do all the freshhteen year olds So they put me in Wells”

“Oh! Ok,” the girl said, looking a little baffled “Are you sure, though? The freshreat way to meet people”

“I’et my education,” I replied in my best polite, yet final, voice

“Sure,” the girl said She shrugged and surrendered the folder “If you change your et you on the freshh you aren’t in Parks”