His first day at Las Encinas had been … eventful, to say the least. He’d gotten to explore the school with a close friend yesterday, and all the luxuries that the high school had was astounding to him. The Gossip Girl text had thrown him off a little, but since he hadn’t heard anything else from the mysterious sender, he assumed it had just been a prank meant to scare off the San Esteban transfers.
Today, he was going on an elaborate weekend retreat to some lakeshore mansion, which Emilio thought was a ridiculous expense. Still, he was going to enjoy the trip because he didn’t have many relaxing stays away from home.
He wasn’t planning on attending the trip because he wasn’t sure how his grandparents would fare without him around, but they convinced him that he should go on the trip and enjoy life. They kept saying, “Hoy por ti, mañana por mí,” trying to convince Emilio that he deserved the break. Finally, Emilio agreed to set aside his responsibilities and go on the trip. He had done a lot for his grandparents, and they probably wanted to pay him back for that but it was odd for him to actually get to relax.
He packed minimally—after all, it was only a three-day trip, he didn’t need a whole lot of stuff—using the backpack he usually used for school, since he didn’t have any suitcases of his own. He didn’t need a suitcase, it’s not like he and his grandparents went on a bunch of trips and vacations. And his mother, well, she took hers with her.
On the bus—which shouldn’t have even been called a bus, it was far higher quality than the bus he’d rode to San Estaban—to the retreat mansion, he sat beside one of his close friends, Catalina. She was quieter than he was and while he talked enough to fill in some of the silences, but for a lot of the trip they sat in comfortable silences.
They arrived at the resort, and Emilio stepped out of the bus to take in the splendour of the lakeshore house. It was the second time in two days that he was staring slack-jawed at an impressive structure, but he couldn’t help it. This building was definitely going to provide him a weekend of comfort and relaxation.
Swinging his backpack over his shoulder, he walked into the resort. He looked at the list posted to his roommates and he couldn’t help but grimace. At least he had Benjamin, who was another one of his close friends and Aiden was… tolerable… but everyone else he was unfamiliar with. He couldn’t imagine that his roommates would be any fun, he did have to begrudgingly admit that this list was better than the other.
He claimed a bed by throwing his bag on it and sitting on the side. He sent off a quick text to his grandmother, telling her he’d arrived safely at the retreat. Emilio left the room pretty quickly after that, not particularly wanting to stick around to talk with the majority of his roommates unless it was absolutely necessary.
He wandered around the house for a bit before he came upon a lounge, which looked pretty amazing. He took a seat in one of the chairs, letting out a sigh as his body practically melted into the cushion. He could get used to this.
@sunflowerjm - Catalina mentioned
@Mei - Benjamin mentioned
@benitz786 - Aiden mentioned