Grey Eyes

II

"Thank you." I replied quietly stepping out of the car. I felt dizzy, nauseous even. Car sickness was just the least of my problems. I just hope-

"And your name is?" Looking over to my father, I hesitated before answering.

"M-my name is Rickey." I said extending my hand. I stared ahead, for I can feel my father's eyes piercing into my temple.

"Welcome, Rickey" Father clears his throat at the sound of my "name." He's always hated the fact that I wanted to change my name. I don't like my name, my eyes, my hair, my figure; I like nothing actually.

"Can I ask you where the library would be?"

"Yes it is over there-" she says pointing at a rusted building across from where we were standing. Looked more of an old church than a library. "The books in there are all rusted and old."

"They must be fascinatingly beautiful."

"Now let me go over the rules: No tardiness to class, no cellphones, only ipods but can only be used in dorms, no leaving rooms after 9, no public display of affection towards other students, no fighting, back talking, cursing, bullying..." Her list went on and on. I've never been told rules or regulations, because everyone just assumed I knew better, and I did, but I just fe-

"The only communications between family and friends can only be done through mail, and two times a month for 10 minutes each, phone calls. Understood?"

"Yes ma'am."

"I'm sorry, it is almost 4 o'clock and your father must be going. You must be shown your dorm and prepare for dinner. I will leave you two to say your goodbyes." The lady says walking away to talk to what appeared to be a teacher.

"Well love bug, I hope you enjoy here and I have already given your meds to the nurse. Tell Jacob to write me and you do the same, honey." He kisses my forehead. Feeling small, I pull away. Moments later I am watching him drive away, away from me. The lady returns.

"By the way, I'm Ms. Guin."