Chapter 3. It's easy right?
It was around 5:30 when Rosy came back, smiling and laughing of course. She was trying to act as though she wasn't in the best mood of her life, failing terribly.
I teased her about Darcy which made her blush, proving me right.
She then went on about how dinner was at 6 and they crack it if your late, great. So now here I was sitting awkwardly with Rosy and her friends.
"So what are you in for?" asked a brunette girl across the table from where I sat. She eyed me suspiciously.
What am I in for? What is this prison? I didn't answer just giving her a confused look.
"You stole something? Broke something? Bashed someone?" who the is this girl? And why am I being interrogated.
I stood up letting Rosy know I wasn't 'hungry', busting open the door and breathing in the cold nights air.
I lean't against the wall of the building trying to gather myself.
I didn't want to be here, it was like being trapped. And the questions! Why is everyone so into questions?!
"First nights the roughest" I jumped not having noticed Rosy now leaning next to me.
"You scared the shit out of me" I said as I relaxed.
"Sorry" she laughed "It does get easier though, you should know that"
I don't know what it was about her but those words were incredibly comforting. I breathed in deeply, folding my arms across my stomach. 'Say something honest' I thought, she'd been so nice and yet knew nothing about me.
"I don't know what to do here" I didn't look at her keeping my eyes to the floor.
"I'm just spit balling here but I don't think your talking about the schedule" she said moving to stand in front of me. I laughed at her way with words.
"Look nobody knows what to do, that's the point! You have to get to know yourself, if you already did you wouldn't be here. Marley if you don't want to come back to TYH you don't have to, but please don't take your time here for granted." she gave my shoulder a squeeze and told me to meet her back at the cabin.
I sat quietly for an hour or so, thinking. I'm mad and upset with so many people in my life, but am I with myself?
Am I furious with myself because I failed to do it or because I tried to do it at all?
Is it even possible to feel isolated from yourself?
"Fuck" I said breathlessly.
Okay Marley you can do this, Just open up, It's easy.
It is easy right? Isn't it?
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"Wake up princess!" Rosy shouted before pounding me with a pillow.
"I'm up, I'm up!" I yelled whilst protecting my head. Just once I'd like to awaken to no screaming!
"We got our first sessions in half an hour, you excited?" she asked, I envied how she always seemed to have a reason to be cheerful.
"Excited is not the word I'd use" I replied rubbing my eyes and making my way to the closet.
she rolled her eyes sitting on the bed.
"I've been meaning to ask you, why is it amusing that I have Ruby as my guide?" I asked, it had been bugging me since yesterday.
"Oh, no reason" she kicked her legs back and forth as she smiled to herself.
"Your a terrible liar" I chuckled.
"Trust me alright, this will be good" her mischievous grin appeared.
I was frustrated that she wouldn't tell me, but let it slide figuring i'd find out soon enough.
After changing into some torn jeans and a white fitted T, we left the cabin Rosy leading me to wherever the heck we needed to be.
"Wait here, I'll go get her" Rosy said, she was friends with most of the guides and introduced me to a few on the way here. I hadn't met Ruby though, I felt kinda nervous.
"Ahem" I heard from behind, I began praying Ruby wasn't some cranky old lady.
I turned around meeting a pair deep hazel eyes.
Oh fuck, my guide is
Drop.Dead.Gorgeous!
