Another day another school… I thought about this new school they placed me in. They said I will like it. Well I’ll be the one to decide that. Next thing I know I’m on a 6:30 train to Windsor, CT. It was a Thursday and I received a call from Mr. Spencer, well it wasn’t really for me but for my parents. I immediately new who it was, you can just hear it’s a school teacher. One can just hear that over the phone. After the phone hangs up I hear a yell, Holden, front and center! Then we go throughout that whole, we had a discussion with, and all that crap.
Then I received the news, after speaking to Mr. Spencer we have decided to send you to Loomis Chaffee. Loomis Chaffee! I said, trying to keep my cool. Why and how did you choose Loomis Chaffee? Then they gave me that same old response. Well Mr. Spencer teaches at a prep school and. I didn’t let them finish the sentence. NO! I exclaimed. I refuse to go to one of those prep schools, all of the little kids are phonies. But then as abruptly as that little conversation started, it ended. They said, You are going come Saturday and you can’t do a thing about it.
So then they say, We will get you a train ticket for the earliest train out of Central Station. I stormed out, knowing that I was defenseless against them I went straight into my room and packed, thinking of ways to get back at them. I thought then I realized that I shouldn’t even bother wasting my time, I knew that it would be a small time before I would be kicked out anyhow. Bags outside the door at 5:00 A. M. So your father can put them on the car. A couple days went by, as boring as any other days. I mostly sat around on my bed thinking about those phony people I will be stuck with.
Hopefully I can be stuck with a roommate who resembles good ol’ Jane Gallagher. But not those dumb preps like at Pencey and Elkton Hills. I can’t stand those people, they try to be people which they are clearly not, that just makes me so… MAD. Huuuuaaaaaaa I just gotta sit down, all of this new school, Connecticut business is getting to me. I mean where is Connecticut, I never was really good at geography, now it catches up with you. Now is one of those times which I really could use someone to talk with whhhhhheeeeeewwwwww, I’m just gonna get to bed.
