I plaster a polite smile on my face. Did I hear that correctly?
"I'm sorry?" I say, even though I am not.
"Are you deaf, first year?" Dionne snaps with a scowl. She sighs impatiently and gestures for the two girls behind her to continue piling luggage into the room. "Your roommate is gone. This room is big. I want it." She pauses, glaring at me as if I've insulted her and all her ancestors. "So ... get out."
"But I was assigned to this room." I point to the documents I've pinned up on the wall. She can't actually kick me out of my dorm room, can she?
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