If we weren't trapped in this hell hole↗

"Do we have to walk?"
Marg rolled her eyes as the male besides her complained. She sighed, "Mike you're literally training to become an acrobat.. Its just a ten minute walk I'm sure you've done more tiring things." Mike was one of her best friends but she had to listen to him whine constantly, despite him being extremely strong and able to pick up basically anything, he still couldn't handle a ten minute walk. "Right yeah but it's the middle of summer ain't it?" Mike huffed, "do I look like I can be bothered to walk in the blazin sun?" he glanced down at her.
"how many times do I have to say this, ain't isn't a word-" Marg got cut off. "Listen here, I don't care if it isn't a word it makes sense so I'll keep using it aight?" The other groaned as they kept walking.
Mike was in a good mood when they left the house but after hearing he had to walk to the college he got agitated. As much as the man loved walking and exercising, he still didn't enjoy walking ten minutes in the burning hot sun. Sure he was used to doing it but that didn't mean he liked doing it.
"well you'd be happy to hear that we're not that far away now." Marg sighed again and stared at the taller man. Mike spoke up, "Ah, really? Oh boy I'm never walking here again!~" the male exclaimed. The young woman shook her head and rolled her eyes, "I'm not driving you."
The pair continued walking in silence, one a little more disappointed than the other. As they neared the school Mike finally spoke up. "I'm tempted to act like a stereotypical British roadman to confuse the people who are giving us a tour.." he mumbled.
Right as those words left his mouth, Margaretha gave him a dirty look and mouthed the words 'absolutely not'. She shook her head in disapproval and put her head in her hands.
      "god what will I do with you?"

Both of the two arrived at the surprisingly large school, it had a huge ramp which led up to the secretary and a long, black gate that protected the second entrance. They stared in awe for a couple of seconds and continued walking. Marg pulled Mike's arm towards the office, excited to finally see the school of her dreams. Mike, who was also extremely excited, followed along her side smiling to himself.
While Mike was wondering what this school would be like, the woman besides him opened the door for the both of them.

"Hello excuse me? We're both here for the tour of the academy!" Margaretha spoke as she stepped into the small office and smiled. The old lady at the desk put her glasses on and looked up at the pair, "your names please?" Mike smiled and told her both of their names, trying his best to seem polite.
"Oh alright, thank you darling. Would you mind sitting on those waiting chairs right there until the tour guide comes? Thank you." The lady said with a small smile on her face.
After the lady told them to wait they took a seat, Mike tapped his foot against the white, marble floor while Margaretha crossed her arms and leaned back. The office was one of those fancy, all marble rooms. The chairs felt like the uncomfortable bus seats you'd get in British public transport and the only decor seemed to be a small clock in the corner of the room. Speaking of the room, it was all white. Sometimes all white rooms could look cool but this one just didn't do it for Mike, he didn't like the whole aesthetic of the place.
Hopefully the whole college isn't like this..
Minutes passed and the pair soon got tired of waiting, none of them were the patient type. As Mike was about to go on his phone out of boredom the door to the office suddenly slammed open.
"S-sorry for being late! I had to file some paperwork and it took a while so I hope you don't mind.." The woman who burst into the room panted, obviously tired.
Marg replied after she stood up from the waiting chair, "oh no you're fine ma'am, it happens to the best of us doesn't it? My names Margaretha Zelle and this is my roommate Mike Morton. It's nice to meet you!" her voice was soft yet loud and energetic.
Smiling back, the woman opposite them gestured her arm to let them through the door. Mike and Marg walked along the halls as the woman strode behind them.
"Well my name is Ann and I'm your religious studies teacher as well as the health teacher. I hope we all get along." she put her hands on her lap and continued walking. Ann cleared her throat, "Anyways, as you can probably tell, this school is fairly big so it would take an absurd amount of time for me to show you every room. That's why I'll only show you where the rooms are located and the areas of the school they're at. Is that okay with the both of you?" The two nodded and Mike let out a small 'yeah', still very excited to see the inside of the school.

The three walked down the long hallway and took a right. To mikes surprise, the school wasn't all marble white and instead it was a pale blue with hints of yellow and some red here and there. The walls were plain with no wallpaper though some posters and displays showed several students work and achievements. He was happy it wasn't all plain white with no decor inside but why would the office be the only one with that type of style? It's a bit of a weird choice if he was being honest.
Turning the corner would reveal a small area dull of around four rooms and a flight of stairs in the far right corner. The tall woman besides them lifted her arm and began to talk, "this is the humanities area, this is one of our smaller sections since it only has the rooms for religious studies, geography and history. There's also stairs right there that lead to the performing arts area. That would include things such as drama and music. Any questions?"
They both shook their head and looked around a little. Mike spotted a few lockers here and there but other than that it was the same type of style as the hallways.

That day the two were shown many different rooms and even the outside fields. To say the least, they were not disappointed one bit.
The gym was huge and so was the outside field. Apparently the clubs were starting around the time they joined so there's always that to look forward to! Other than that, it was a fairly normal and regular college.

"that tour took long didn't it..?"
Right! Sheesh I though it wouldn't take that long-" The freckled male replied, letting out a long dramatic sigh before chuckling at his own stupidity. He continued," Ah I'm thinking of joining that netball club they mentioned." Mike smiled.
"oh really? Didn't you join the tennis team last year, you were the ace too!" she exclaimed. The other put his hands in his pockets and grinned. "well yeah but I like trying out new stuff~ it's more fun don't you think? He let out another chuckle and took out his keys as they neared their apartment.
" well, you can go do that while I do my dance classes. Clubs are a waste of time-" Marg complained as she watched the other twist the key inside the keyhole.
"ah but they could be useful couldn't they"

"I guess so.."