This chapter is a little shorter than the previous but, this is kinda a 'breather' chapter as the next will be pretty long! Sorry, this came out later than expected. I was gonna get this out sooner but, I hit a little bit of a writer block, unfortunately. The next chapter should come out sometime near the end of next month. Hopefully, you guy's will like this chapter. Please R&R!

The twins stood in front of a fountain. Three feet apart and looking at anything but, each other. They weren't really sure what to say so they said nothing. It was undeniably awkward. After 5 minutes of standing there under the hot desert sun, Andrew finally spoke up.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow?"

Darla nodded. "Yeah, first thing."

Slowly they walked away in the opposite directions to their dorms. Suddenly they both felt empty and defenseless. When they were told they would get their own rooms they were excited. Until it was explained that they would be in separate dorms. School policy. No expectations

They've never been apart for long. Ever. In fact, the rare times they found themselves separated something bad happened. Without a doubt. Neither one could think of a time they were alone and something good happened. Such a thing was just unheard of.

It didn't help that they didn't have many good memories, to begin with. Such a thing may as well have been a myth to the duo. They had seen just how bad things could be and lived through it. Whether they wanted to or not.

Because of everything that happened when they were apart they started to think they should leave each other. If they did part something bad would happen. They were sure of it. So, no matter what, they made sure to stick together. If they were apart for too long their anxieties were sure to eat them up inside.

Even though they were in Death City, probably one of the safest cities in the country they still looked over their shoulder at every noise. And kept a watchful eye on the ally ways. As if someone was gonna pop out at any moment and get them. It wasn't like it hadn't happened before. In fact, they were the type of people who would do such things.

It was a simple 15-minute walk to their respective dorms yet it felt like they had just crossed the entire dessert. When they got there they eventually found the head of the dorms. The boy's head, fortunately, spoke fluent French and Andrew was able to understand where everything was and how things worked. Darla was not so lucky.

Too embarrassed to admit she couldn't speak English she acted like she could sense the other girl couldn't speak a lick of French. She could understand the gist of what she was saying as they toured around the dorm. The room on the first floor was the dining room and across from that the kitchen. Somewhere else on the floor there was something else. On the second floor there where the showers and bathrooms. At the end they stood in front of a door and Darla was given a set of keys. She was able to understand it was her dorm room key. What else could they be of course?

Her guide went on about something else but, she wasn't able to piece it together. Her understanding of the English language was very limited. She guessed it had to with her room, however. Maybe there was something wrong with it? If so she wouldn't mind. It was better than sleeping outside.

Darla walked into her shared dorm room to find her new roommate on a bed reading some kinda book she couldn't read the cover of. So this is what her guide was trying to tell her. She was sharing a room. No big deal. Her roommate, Alicen introduced herself in English and she tried to do the same. Her French accent was thick as she tried to copy the English words her roommate said.

She understood the word 'hello' but not much else. Yet she repeated the phrase, 'Nice to meet you' Her roommate continued to speak to her but, she was yet again unable to understand it. She seemed to catch on though and apologized. Not that Darla understood that either. The room then became awkwardly quiet. Alicen embarrassed and Darla none the wiser to what just happened.

Not wanting to stand there any longer and being incredibly tired she decided to pack her things up. She didn't have much to unpack but, now that she had her own room and didn't have to keep all her possessions on her at all times it made sense too. All she had to unpack was a spare set of clothes, a hairbrush, and bar of soap. The bare essentials.

She left her lighter and wallet on her person. Her brother, for the most part, had the same things as her. It wasn't much but, it was all they really could afford and keep track of. They couldn't keep many heavy things as that would slow them down when they ran. So they kept it light and simple.

Being too tired to shower and having no night clothes to change into she simply flopped down on her bed and took a deep breath. Trying to take in the fact that this was her. This bed was hers and no one else's. Somehow that made her feel lonely. Thinking of how her brother was she eventually fell asleep. Her last thought being was he lonely too?

He was. He ended up getting a room to himself and it was rather small. There was enough room for a bed and a dresser and maybe something more. If that something was small of course. The furniture didn't seem to be in the best state. For someone who was used to have nothing, having their own room was truly a blessing. The rest of his night was rather uneventful. He took a shower in the communal bathroom and then laid wide awake in bed for a couple of hours before eventually being lured into sleep.

It was so weird for him to be sleeping in an empty room and bed. He was so used to sharing a room with lots of strangers and sharing a bed with his sis. This would definitely take some getting used to.