My Dancer - brenderesa AU

chapter 10

   They reached the basement after walking down like, ten fucking flights of stairs and Brenda was much more out of breath than anyone who is even slightly energetic should be. She was literally wheezing by the time they reached the room the support group was in.

   Brenda had literally no fucking idea what happened at support groups. She had never been to one. They wouldn't make her talk would they. Fuck, of course they would.

   The room they were in had no windows since they were in a basement, so the only light source were these intensely bright light that hung from the ceiling that were swinging slightly. There was a circle of those blue school chairs in the middle of the room, and a chalkboard near the wall opposite them. It looked like a slightly more relaxed version of a classroom.

   There weren't very many people there, maybe five people excluding the three of them. Teresa sat next to a girl with reddish blonde hair and very pale skin. Brenda hesistantly sat next to her, and Thomas sat a few chairs away.

"Brenda, this is Sonya." Teresa introduced Brenda to the girl sitting next to her.

"Hi. Teresa told me about you." Sonya said, and Brenda felt herself blush slightly.

"And I'm Harriet." Said the girl sitting next to Sonya. She had dark brown skin and black hair cut very short to her head.

"Hi." Brenda tried to make a good first impression, but she couldn't stop thinking about the fact that Teresa had been talking about her. What had she been saying?

A few more people came in, and when Brenda glanced to the door she just happened to see Newt walk in. She glanced over to Thomas, and saw that he was completely staring at him. There was another boy with him. He was asian with short black hair and arms almost twice the size of Brenda's.

The two of them sat down a few chairs away from Thomas, and he could not stop looking at them. She wanted to tell him how obvious he was being, but he was too far away to hear her.

All of the talking in the suddenly-filled room stopped when a woman sat down at the chair closest to the chalkboard and began to speak.

"Hello it's great to see you all again. I see we have some new people here today." The woman glanced at Brenda, meaning everyone else would too. She tried her best to ignore them.

"My name is Mary Cooper, I run the support group." She was looking directly at Brenda now, so anybody that hadn't already been looking certainly was now.

"Hi I'm Brenda." She managed to say without stuttering too much.

Teresa smiled at her for encouragement and she felt a little bit more confident. The woman began talking again, but Brenda's thoughts were too overwhelming. She wished Newt had just sat two seats further to his left, because then Thomas could talk to him. That was the whole reason she was even doing any of this, right?

AN: i have not been writing sorry for neglecting you all! i just thought of how the rest of this fic will go so i might be writing more frequently. Also i wrote this at 2:30 in the morning so it's probably absolute trash.