Chelsea stomped to the front of the station. She took out her phone and booked a ride to the dorm, silently regretting not owning a car yet and biting her lips as she waited for the ride to arrive.

As soon as the car came, she matched forward towards it and in the process of trying to get in, she stomped her foot on the edge of the car.

"Ouch! Stupid car!" She hissed in pain.

"Are you okay ma'am?" The driver asked, filled with concern, but instead he got a glare from Chelsea in response.

"It is none of your business. Just drive!" She snapped at him.

The driver...