Melody had an attitude right from the start. Pissed that her parents would not let her go to Yale, but instead sent her to this Catholic hell hole. Sure the college was nice, but there were no boys, no parties. This was going to be a nightmare for Melody. Plus she had to wear a uniform, those things were never stylish, and she resolved she would have to make "adjustments" to it.<br/><br/>She had packed "light", six suitcases of her "essentials". Shoes, accessories, clothes to wear when she didn't have to wear the blasted uniform, perfume, makeup, and a few other necessities. Her mother didn't even bother to come and send her off properly. She and Melody didn't have the best of relationships which was why when St Catherine's showed interest in Melody, her mother jumped at the chance to send her there. They had produced some of the finest women to come out of there, and she hoped they'd adjust Melody's attitude.<br/><br/>Her father trailed behind her with four of her bags and Melody carried two. She was dressed perfectly, from her perfectly styled hair, down to her Chanel dress and her Manolo's. Maybe she could make a poor sap one of her "projects", and turn a nobody into a somebody. But for now she just had to find her blasted room and get all of these bags unpacked.