Chapter 4: Gloomsville Manor, Population: 10
The door opened up and a girl with red hair stood there.
"Hey Ruby, we're back" Skull Boy said.
"Glad to hear it, Skull Boy" Ruby replied before turning to me. "And this must be our guest" she said looking to me "you must be Zaí, we've been expecting you ever since we got the call from your dad, come on in."
I entered a large room with a small parlour with a fireplace, two red chairs and a yellow pillow between them with a little black cat lying on it.
"I'm Ruby" Ruby said extending her hand to me, which I took, "We heard about the big war, and we're glad to have you here". "Thank you, it means a lot" I replied.
I then walked over to the cat in the parlour. "That's Doom" Ruby said, "She's friendly". I bent down and extended my hand towards her, Doom walked up to my hand and snuggled against me in a cute way. "Aww..aren't you a sweet little kitty" I cooed.
"Aww, she likes you already!" Ruby cooed, "Usually Doom is pretty suspicious of new faces, but her intuition is never wrong so if she trusts you, then that means you're one of us".
I was surprised how open and caring these people were, and I couldn't wait until I was settled in, my question was answered for me seconds later.
"Well Ruby, I think Zaí here is exhausted from her escapade" Skull Boy chimed in.
"Good point Skull Boy," Ruby added, Zaí your room is the third door on your right once you get upstairs, do you need me to show you?" she asked.
"I think I can find it," I replied "Thank you for your help."
"No trouble at all, we'll give you a bit to get settled." Ruby finished before I made my way upstairs following the directions I had been given.
I arrived at the third door on the right and entered, it was a decent sized room with a high ceiling, and the only furniture in there was a bed that looked fairly comfortable, remembering my bed beck home was dingy, stained and had a spring or two loose, a dresser on the left side of the bed, with a small shaded lamp on top and a black metal coatrack, The only other addition was a small window on the right side of the bed, I thought that I could open if I ever feel hot.
I threw my bag on the bed and started to unpack. About 5 minutes later I had put all of my clothes in my new dresser, and a small framed photo of my old family right in front of the lamp. I then flopped onto the bed. It felt comfortable and the quilt was soft and fluffy, it was like heaven! I then took of my green jacket that I had worn throughout my journey and hung it on the coatrack, now just wearing the dark gray T-shirt and skinny jeans with my black low-top Chuck Taylor's. I ran my fingers through my long brown hair and sat down on the bed once more and for the first time since my parents split, I felt happiness.