after the death of her mother, leighton's father sends her to a boarding school halfway across the world to be taught a lesson. she knows no one and no one knows her.
but the cherry on top is who her roommate is.
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"wanting was enough. for me it was enough"
-august by taylor swift
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I'm standing at my closet, rummaging through my clothes, trying to find one of my favorite pajamas. They have little suns on them—I packed them and forgot about them.
I can also hear Kai cursing behind me as he slams his drawer shut.
"Could you be any louder?" I smile sweetly, pulling out the pajama top and holding it up to the light. "I thought you liked peace and quiet."
Kai's usual scowl is even more pronounced as he glances over at me. "Maybe if you didn't talk so much, I could enjoy it."
"Sorry," I say.
I close the closet door and start changing into my pajamas, pulling my t-shirt over my head. "Are you excited about the storm?" I ask, trying to strike up a conversation.
There's supposed to be a big thunderstorm and I, personally, am not excited. Storms storm up an anxiety feeling in me which make me restless and have to always be doing something.
Kai scoffs. "Excited? It's just a bunch of rain and wind. What's there to be excited about?"
I roll my eyes as I slip into my pajama pants. "Yeah true,"
I finish changing and sit on my bed, brushing out my hair. "But maybe try and enjoy it. You're so mean."
He doesn't respond, and I can see him glaring at his phone. "You're impossible," he mutters under his breath.
I decide to let it go for now.
The wind is picking up outside, and I can hear the first drops of rain starting to hit the window.
"It's starting," I say, more to myself than to Kai. I take a few deep breaths and close my eyes for a second. The sky is darkening, and the trees outside are swaying in the wind.
Kai's still on his bed, scrolling through his phone. "Yay," he deadpans, not looking up.
I turn away from the window and hop back onto my bed, grabbing my book.
It's a dark romance novel, the kind Kai would send me to a mental institute for, but I love it.
I settle in, getting comfortable as the storm outside intensifies. The rain is pounding against the window now, and the wind is howling.
Just as I'm getting to a particularly spicy part of the book, the lights flicker and then go out completely.
The room is plunged into darkness, and I hear Kai let out a frustrated sigh.
"Great. Just great," he grumbles.
I fumble for my phone, using the flashlight to cast a soft glow around the room. "Well, this is fun," I say, trying to make the best of the situation.
