The whole way back to the dorm, there wasn't a moments silence between me and Jonas. We shared the exact same interests. It was like we were born to be best friends, and I hoped that someday we could be. I liked him, he had such a cute, reassuring smile, and I was already comfortable around him. Things were going just fine here, maybe it wouldn't be as bad as I'd thought.
"Your dorm is here, Isa, You look so tired, get some sleep. Will I be seeing you at breakfast?"
I nodded, assuming that he would indeed.
"Great, um, so, yeah," He'd gone shy, and was blushing. "Goodnight, sweet dreams. Gah, that sounded lame. Night, Isa."
"Goodnight, Jonas. Thank you." I smiled at him and pushed through the door. I glanced back to see him walking away, quite sad to see him go. I carried on in to the dorm and was greeted by a much larger crowd than when I was last in here. There were several groups of girls crowded round 5 or 6 TV's, and every single girl was different. There were some short, some tall, some thin, some not so thin, some blonde, some brunette, Fledglings of all different shapes and sizes.
I decided I wasn't in the mood for any more socialising, and crept un-noticed up the stairs and into my new room. My mum had packed my duvet and pillows, which me and Cassie had thrown on the bed earlier, so the room felt homely and comfortable. I rummaged through my drawers and found my pyjamas, and stepped into the bathroom to pull them on.
As I stood in the bathroom, I looked in the mirror (gee, this sure was becoming a habit), I looked at my Mark and thought of the tattoos Zoey had shown me. It made me feel good, knowing I had something in common with her. I was still drawn to her in a strange way, as if I knew her from a previous life. She was so…familiar…yet so different to anyone I'd ever seen before. I remembered my meeting with her tomorrow… and school, what would school be like here? I had so many questions, and who knew when I'd find out the answers.
I crawled into bed, exhaustion hitting me like a hammer. Pain rattled behind my eyes, with the strain of keeping them open, and I was relieved to feel the soft pillow against my face. Although my eyes were closed, my brain refused to sleep. Thoughts whistled through my brain at high speeds, and it felt as though each one were bruising the inside of my skull…
Kody. That kid confused me, and I'd only met him for a couple of seconds. He seemed so nice, like he understood, and wanted to help. He had a friendly smile, warm eyes, and a reassuring voice, like that of a true friend. Then suddenly it was as though he couldn't bare to be near me, as if I disgusted him. His eyes had turned cold, and his smile turned into a mocking smirk, causing me to feel but 2 feet tall. And then again, at dinner? He'd looked at me, acknowledged me entering the room, and I even thought he might have been apologising with his face, but then the coldness returned and he was as good as my enemy once again.
Eugh, that's exactly what I DON'T need. Enemies.
I thought next of my mum. I thought of how she must be sitting alone at home, nobody to talk to, nobody to help her. I wanted to be there with her. I wanted to cuddle her and tell her that everything would be okay. I wanted to cook her breakfast in bed and tell her it was all just a dream; I was still human, Grandma and Grandpa still loved her, everything was normal. I couldn't do that, and the thought of hurting my mum was a dagger to my chest.
I opened my eyes and looked at the clock: 7am. My mum would be just waking for work. I could text her. Cassie wasn't in yet, maybe I could even call her. Yes, I'd call her.
The phone rang twice and my mum picked up.
"Isa, sweetheart, is something wrong?" My mums voice was panicked and groggy with sleep.
"Mum, I'm fine. I just wanted to hear your voice before bed."
"Oh, of course, sorry darling, I forgot about the day-night-switchover. How was last night?"
"Pretty good, my roommate Cassie is lovely. I met her friends too. I think I'm gonna be okay here, ya'know." I smiled, because I really meant that.
"Oh! You don't know how glad I am to hear that! Is there any boys there?" I giggled at how cheeky mum sounded. I could imagine her laying there laughing to herself.
"No, mum, there's no boys." I tutted her jokingly.
"Oh, well, I want to be the first to know if there is!"
"Well, of course. You know you would be mum!"
"I know sweetie. Listen, it's lovely to hear you're doing okay. I have to get ready for work now. Don't forget to call me tonight after your meeting. I want to know everything! Goodbye, baby, sleep well."
"Goodnight, mum. I love you."
"I love you too."
She hung up the phone and I returned it to my draw. Rolling over to my side, I smiled to myself.
I drifted into a deep, dreamless sleep.