Sallie Mae, she hated being called that. It wasn't her name and just because she was lucky enough to even get a scholarship to this private school should not define her. She was rooming with three other girls. They, like herself were also referred to as Sallie Maes.

"I hate this!" She exclaimed one night. Her roommate Sadie looked up from her book.

"We all knew we would be treated like this." Sadie said before shrugging. "It's not that bad I guess."

"Sadie, does anyone beside Tiff and Maddie and myself know your real name?" Lea asked.

"Can you two shut up so I can get my beauty rest" Maddie yelled at them.

"Good luck with that one." Lea let out a small chuckle. A pillow came sailing straight at her head. Sadie shook her head in annoyance before returning her attention to her book.

They all came from different places. Lea lived on the outskirts of Boston; she had the thick townie accent and the attitude to prove it. Tiffany was from Buffalo, New York. She was an avid Yankees fan, which drove Lea up a wall. Next came Sadie, she was from Pennsylvania. Finally there was Maddie; the funny thing was Maddie was from an all white suburb of Virginia. Her family was the one black family in a sea of white ones.

They were all too smart for their old schools. None of them could be challenged so here they were. Legacy Prep, where the blood was blue and the pockets were lined in green. Lea hated being here more than the rest of them. She often thought about calling home and asking her parents to withdraw her. But she knew they wouldn't. She knew they were so proud of her for getting into such a prestigious school.

Lea settled herself in bed and stared at the ceiling. Wracking her brain for at least one good thing about being where she was. She liked her writing teacher, he was pretty cool. Always challenging her to be the best that she could be.

"Tomorrow will be better." She always whispered the same thing to herself every night. It was like her little mantra to help her get ready for whatever torture she would have to face the next day. She just hoped that one day she would actually be right.

"I heard there is one last scholarship kid starting tomorrow." Tiffany said after a few minutes of silence. "Heard his name is Carlos."

"Poor guy. He'll have it even worse than we do." Ashley winced at what the guys of the school were going to do to him.

"That's for sure." Sadie agreed.

The door to their room opened. Their RA popped her head into the room. "Lights out girls."

They all did as was asked of them. Soon everyone was asleep but Lea. She ran her fingers along the side of her bed frame and pulled out her pocket flash light. She turned it on and looked around to see if it woke anyone up. Above her bunk she had taped pictures from home. One was of her parents, some of her friends and of her two dogs Springsteen and Cullen. But she only had one of her boyfriend. His name was Andrew and being so far away from him was the main reason why she hated this place so much. She was in the picture with him. She had her arms wrapped around him and they both looked so happy and in love. Seeing how happy she was brought tears to her eyes. Why did she agree to go to this horrible school? She could not remember anymore. But she was here now and there was no going home.

"Tomorrow will be better." She repeated before shutting off her flashlight and sticking it back where she got it.