The crown of a teenage royal

Corridor conversations 

You know the drill by now another vision but this was not happy.
I was in some kind of forest and it was dark. Not a normal night time but a kind of darkness that surrounds you like a fog.
I felt a sense of anxiety and wanted so desperately to run and I tried. This was unsuccessful due to what I was wearing.
It was some kind of heavy amour like dress that weight me down.

I still continued to try and run. I made it some distance although it was exhausting my fear of this strange impending darkness overpowered that.

Eventually I woke up. When I did I didn't move for a full five minutes just sat staring at the ceiling. I couldn't. My mind weight too heavy with stress of all the drama and my family.
It was too much for me.
Although there was one thought that kept me going. Sara. We had been spending more time together and it was magical.

Now though I was alone and left to my mind. Old worries that I thought were long gone now stringing back to me to my horror. It was overwhelming. I was drowning in these thoughts.
I was pulled back to the present by a nock on my door.
"Hey darling it's me Sara" a soft voice that only belonged to one rang out.
Thank god. I really needed her right now.
"Hang on dear" I smiled getting up to let her in.
"Hey sweetie" she smiled hugging me.
Her soft behaviour although welcomed hinted she knew what had happened.
She came in and sat on my bed.
"Listen I heard what I happened with Cassie and wanted to see if you were okay?" She said with genuine concern. Holding both my hands in her while we sat on my bed.
"Yeah it brought back some old feelings" I trailed off.
"What feeling of you don't mind the asking" she gently asked.
I briefly explained the situation. She just gave me an empathetic look and pulled me into her. I breathed out leaning into her.
"God your too perfect to worry about" she laughed stroking my hair.
How the hell was she talking to me like we'd been together for years. it felt like we just belonged like this. like it has been this way for years.
After 15 minutes with Sara she had to go and get ready and so did I.
Not in the mood to dress up like I usually would I opted for comfortable clothes today.

Knowing I had dance class later I thought it was a smarter choice than having to get changed.
Leaving the dorms to the bus stop with Emma, Enzo and Sara. Me and Sara hand in hands.
While we were walking I noticed something. Emma looking at Sara and almost smirking. I chose to ignore thinking that it was probably an inside joke between them.
When we got to the school I was immediately picked up by mrs Greenfeild.
I expected this to happen after Sunday's events.
We walked into her office and we told me sit sounding rather sick of her job.
"Right I think you know why I brought you here" I breathed out looking at from over her glasses. Her Spanish accent now more clear than before.
I nodded.
"Right well please explain yourself as simply and quickly as possible" she instructed waving her hand at me.
I obliged detailing the situation in as much truth as I could. Although did leave the colourful language and maybe some of the more violent details.
"Right.." she trailed off writing something down.
"Well now I know Enzo wasn't lying when I asked for his version" she said sounding unsurprised by this.
"Mrs I'm really sorry but I think-" I tried to reason but was cut off.
"Listen miss Eriksson I will have to put you in isolation for a day or so to keep Cassandra's parents happy but given your situation I'm going a lot lighter on you" she explained.
I smiled. Happy that at least this place understood.
"Now I will need you to go the isolation room" she told me not looking up from her paperwork.
"Yes mrs" I said heading out the door.
Honestly I was decently happy with that outcome. I thought I surely would end being sent home or something like that.
The isolation room was boring it was a white room with three separate desks each kept apart with some diagonal wooden walls.
I was supposed to sit down and work would be brought to me. I was the only one in there. Great. How dull.
When I eventually got work I got on. Although my focus was all over the place and I found myself back at trying to figure how to approach my return home.
I thought that maybe I could give being a public figure another try just from a different perspective.
Like what Eva did. After she turned 18 she left to Norway to start her own business. Maybe I could become a dancer a place where my energy and creativity would be needed.
The idea I was begging to get was that it wasn't my personality that was the problem but approach and attitude that the whole world was out to get me constantly.
The day went by pretty slowly but eventually ended. I couldn't find anyone so assumed they headed back already.
I walked down the dance studio. My favourite time of the week was the dance lessons.
I greeted miss Santiago at the door and headed in.
Smiling at the few distance friends I had made in these classes as I headed in to start stretching. Taking to Cecelia about Sunday's as we did. She was only in her to get better dance skills as a cheerleader. She was a ridiculously talented cheerleader.
The class went by quickly and I stayed back a little later to practice my routine for the end of term show.
After this I walked back to the dorm house. It was a long walk and it was dark but honestly I needed the air and space.
Finally I wasn't thinking about any serious worries. My mind was instead busy thinking about the show and how exciting it would be to finally appear publicly in a positive light.
I walked into the dorm house making my way upstairs. I was about to round a corner when I stoped dead in my tracks.
I saw Sara and Emma talking outside. This was normal but what they were saying wasn't.
"Sara I honestly don't think we should be doing this.." Emma trailed off nervously.
"Oh don't worry about her she's too dumb to notice" Sara laughed spitefully.
My heart shattered. I couldn't believe it. No wonder she moved so quickly I was side pice with one end goal.
I can't describe the feeling I felt. An odd mix of sadness and rage. That rage forcing it's way up.
"Oh really" I said fire in my eyes.
"Ohhh Vera" Sara said trying to casually trying to play it off.
"Oh save it" I interjected rolling my eyes.
"Emma go away please I need speak with my soon to be ex" I said coldly not even looking at her.
"Vera darling ple-" Sara tried to reason
"No not please anything you lied point blank and I won't take that" I barked out that of rage now starting to bubble up out of control.
I opened the dorm room roughly not bothering to shut it.
Marching to my room Sara hot on my trail.
"Vera!" She called our desperate.
I ignored her slamming my door.
"Oi sara I think she needs to be on her own" Enzo jumped to my defensive. My savour.
"Oh mind your own Enzo" Sara barked at him.
"Don't talk to him like" I cried out from behind the door.
After a few minutes of silence I allowed myself to fall to the ground by my door and cry.
No sob. Chocked sobs.
How could this have happened. How could someone who seemed so nice and genuine turn out to be this.
Just my  luck.
After five minutes of crying I wore myself out lying on my bed exhausted. All I wanted to do was sleep.
Sleep away my broken heart.