I climbed the stairs slowly, carrying a big suitcase, my father following me with two more. By the time I got to the third floor, I was 1 and at the same time feeling lonely. Worse still, Dad 2 a step and fell, sending my new suitcases rolling down the stairs. "Damn!" he cried out, his face turning red. I knew 3 was ahead. Whenever Dad's face turns red, look out! How could I ever get him to finish unloading the car without 4 at me and making a scene in front of the other girls, girls I would have to spend the5 years with?
Doors were 6and eyes were peering (偷窥) out, as Dad walked with difficulty close behind. I felt it in my bones that my college life wasn't getting off to a 7start.
"God bless me to 8 the room quickly," I said to myself, feeling ashamed. "Get him into a chair and calmed down." But then again, would there be a chair in Room 316? Or would it be a(n) 9 room?
We arrived at Room 316 10. I turned the key in the lock and 11 the door open, with Dad still complaining (抱怨) about a hurting knee or 12. I put my head into the room, expecting the 13. But to my surprise, the room wasn't empty at all! It had furniture, curtains, a TV, and 14paintings on the walls.
And there on a well-made bed sat Amy, my new 15, listening to music. Greeting me with a nod, she said in a soft voice, "Hi, you must be Cori." Then, she 16 the music and looked over at my 17"And of course, you're Mr. Faber," she said smiling 18. "Would you like a glass of iced tea?" Dad's face turned decidedly less 19 before he could bring out a "yes."
I knew there and 20 that Amy and I would be friends! And my years of college would certainly be a success.
