单选题
I climbed the stairs slowly, carrying a big suitcase, my father following with two more. By the time I got to the third floor, I was (36) and at the same time feeling lonely. Worse still, Dad (37) a step and fell, sending my new suitcases (38) down the stairs. "Damn!" he screamed, his face turning red. I knew trouble was ahead. Whenever Dad's face turns red, (39) ! How could I ever (40) him to finish unloading the car (41) screaming at me or making a scene in front of the other girls, girls I would have to spend the (42) of the year with? Doors were opening and faces were peering out (探出), as Dad walked (43) close behind. I felt it in my bones that my college life was getting off to a bad start. (44) the room quickly," I thought. "Get him into a chair and to calm down." But (45) , would there be a chair in Room 316? Or would it be an empty room? (46) I turned the key in the lock and (47) the door open, with Dad (48) complaining about a hurting knee or something. I put my head in, expecting the worst. But to my (49) , the room wasn't empty at all! It had furniture, curtains, a TV, and even paintings on the walls. And there on a well-made bed sat Amy, my new roommate, dressed neatly. Greeting me with a nod, she said in a soft voice, "Hi, you must be Gori." Then, she (50) the music and looked over at (51) . "And of course, you're Mr. Faber," she said, (52) . "Would you like a glass of iced tea?" Dad's face turned decidedly (53) before he could bring out a "yes". I knew (54) that Amy and I would be (55) and my first year of college would be a success.