Dainty and Dauntless

Unlikely:

Today the sun was bright. I had never seen it so beautiful, yet everyone stressed that I should shelter from it. If only I could have the rays hit the tip of my tiny petal, healthy and smooth. I barely missed it when everyone gasped but when I turned, a small flower had spread out its petals in the sun. She was smiling nearly as bright as the big ball of heat. I was in awe. She was reckless, that little lovely fool. I chuckled out loud because there was going to be another wave of gasps in a second.

🌺🌺🌺

The first years had been alright. Classes were fine. They had to be since she was giving her all. She had successfully made it into one of the socially noticeable group of girls in her class.
Elise was not one for the chaos, but she didn't fancy the quiet either. So, she had marched straight into the crowds and went with it, and boy was it wild. Talk about the madness! It was a smile-and-wave show always, and no one got left behind. You were expected to give it your all, enticed to feel the urge to do so. Elise now knew how tedious a flower's job could be! She had to shine brightest throughout the day and all night too, keep dust-free in a tornado, elegant and happy to be there for the moment. The effort always brought results of course. On lookers who marveled at the wits of this beauty and often wanted to pluck it to claim the un-needed heroism. Others would come bearing gifts to offer to an exquisite performance while some only wanted to be the masters of the best show and get the credit they never deserved. Regardless, the flower is always expected to give a great show. In a colorful bouquet, Elise was a purple one. She would catch their eye, almost immediately and they would linger on a while till the yellows and reds whisked their gaze away... forever. Purple fit well for her. At times the buzz caught up with her and she craved some silence. She commended herself for the façade, quite impressive really. When they moved, she moved. If they stayed, she stayed and when they hated it all, so did she.
In her first two years in the dorms, she had observed many characters, and many were irritating. Some were actually a delight, and she wished to get to know them better. A few made her sneer when mentioned but she still shared smiles with a couple others. There was one character though, the mean girl, as she privately referred to her. She was unresponsive to anyone and anything external to her world and Elise thought it was absurd. She kept to herself, bunked on her upper bed and loved it there, oblivious to the world below. She rarely made talk with people and when she did, an argument was sure to sprout.

Who does that?

She was different without even trying, negative without reason, persistent without limit and that made her unbearable. Truthfully, Natalie was intimidating to Elise to some extent, and she planned on keeping herself distant, never to exchange a word with her. This year didn't look promising. All the yellow and red flowers had changed schools, she believed they must have planned it while in the holidays. All that aside, a new year meant new dorms and it wasn't going to be easy, change is like that. With the group fallen apart, she was looking at independence right in its lonesome eye, giving her the chills. At the moment, she didn't belong, and her anxiety was getting worse by the minute.

"Elise... Do you need help?"
Someone asked, empathy in her low voice. Elise felt relief when she heard her name. She was known and yet to be helped. She thought it best to offer her savior the biggest smile she had.
Saviors come in all shapes and sizes and this particular one was slightly shorter than Elise, had its mouth pouted and brows furrowed with concern. She came up to Elise and waited for a response, patiently. Elise needed help. From this girl? She wasn't so sure.

"Yes, uh... I- I can't find a dorm." She took the risk.

"You are a week late so all the other dorms have been booked," she frowned, twisting her mouth as she looked around then continued, "but I can get you a bed"