Daughter of Nomads

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Zoey

Its been a week since classes started.

And thank god it's friday.

It's been a though first week. Most of my classes I don't share them with anybody of our group, except for Musics, wich I share with Nate, and English literature, witch I share with Lucy, and two other guys I can't seem to remember their name. The rest of the people of the gang share more classes with eachother, but I'm the only one who is taking only artistic classes, so it make's sense. I don't mind being alone anyway.

I arrive to the dorms, throw my bag into some corner, and rest my back against the door, exausted Cassie is staring at her computer in her desk, and she finally notice's me as I start going through my caothic desk, searching for my headphones.

-Hey Zoey! Wanna go to a party tonight? It is at the boy's frat house, you know, Nate and Kyle and the others...

It only takes me a second to think it threw. I need a distraction, just to get away of things. Dark thoughts are comming back again andI just can't go back there again.

-Yeah, why not?

-Great! The girls will come pick us up at eight, Cat drives.

-Shure- I nod, already concentrated on another thing. I stare at my new half-finished collage laying in my desk infront of me. I put my headphones on, the music playing loud on my head, shutting down any thoughts that could come to my mind, and zone out, consumed by my work.

.....................

-Oh my god! It's already 7:05 and we haven't even started getting ready!- Cassie freaks out.

I lift my eyes from my now finished new collage and stare at her in confusion, taking out my headphones.

-What?

-The party, remember?

-Oh right... I remember yeah

-I'll go take a shower, you comin' with me?

-Yeah shure!- we both grab our towels and stuff and leave to the communal bathrooms.

It takes us 10 minutes to shower.

Other 10 minutes to get dressed.

I go for a dark blue loosen up skirt and a black tank top that says "authentic" threw my chest, and a cupple of low black heels. You can slightly see my belly button threw a gap between my skirt and my top, but I dont care covering it. Whatever.

It takes us another 10 minutes to do our hair, and then 10 minutes to get our make up done.

I was never one to use make up on me, but I just follow Cassie and do as she does.

When we are ready, we have 5 minutes left, and I feel like a motherfucking model.
Hell, I had never really cared about how I looked like, I'm just copying Cassie, but it kinda feels good. I feel pretty.

Whoa, look at me getting feelings again. How odd.

In this 5 minutes, Cass and I start a conversation.

-Sooo, Zoey, do you work out often? I'm thinking about starting in a new gim or something.

-I was actually planning to get into the dance classes the college offers... I used to dance a lot... Then I stoped...But I feel like dancing again... I- I feel myself mumble so I shut up before I seem weird. Be normal Zoey.

-Oh that's cool! Mind if I join whith you? That sounds much better than the gim, and you could teach me! We could dance toghether!

-Umm, shure? Yeah... No problem- actually, dancing infront of her would make me completely uncomfortable, it's something too personal for me to show her just yet, but I'll handle whith it later, I can't reject her now.