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Chapter 2

The next person she had to explain it to was her best friend. It was a Saturday morning when Cessily woke up to a faceful of black hair. At first she just ignored it. The late morning sun was hitting her metallic skin and the hair wasn't that annoying. It was soft and fluffy and who cares where it came from. Then realization hit her like a freight truck. She sat bolt upright in her bed only to find it wasn't her bed at all. Why am I here? Cessily asked herself. Then she remembered the Dr. Who marathon she insisted Laura watched with her. Cessily had insisted they watch it in Laura's room. She obviously must've fallen asleep in the early hours of the morning.

Cessily got out of Laura's bed without rousing her, and tiptoed out of the room. She carefully shut the door without a sound and then slammed into Sooraya. "Sorry!" Cessily whispered.

"It's alright. But please refrain from doing it too often." Sooraya said in a similarly hushed voice.

"What?" Why on earth would she make it a habit to slam into her best friend.

"It's rather inconvenient to find another girl who is willing to share a room with me for a night. I prefer to sleep in the same place every night."

"Why would you sleep in another room? You could've joined me and Laura." Cessily said, perplexed her friends odd statement. Sooraya stared at Cessily like she had grown another head. "Well I'm sorry, I never knew you had such an aversion to Dr. Who."

"Wait, what were you doing?" Sooraya asked.

"Umm, watching a Dr. Who marathon." Cessily's confusion turned to mortification. "Wait, what did you think we were doing."

It was Sooraya's turn to be embarrassed. "I apologize, I made false assumptions based upon western dating customs and I…"

"It's okay. But for the record Laura and I aren't dating." Cessily clarified.

"I'm sorry I'll refrain from making such assumptions in the future." With that the two girls parted ways, each going to their own way.