First term(gmw)

Chapter thirteen

Three weeks left, thought Maya. Then I get a week off and start all over again.
She sighed as she iced her leg.
"Hey, Maya." Said Lara.
"Hey."
"Hows your leg?"
"Better."
Lara sat down on the bottom bunk of the other bed.
"How do you think Alyssa is doing?" She asked.
"I hope she's happy. She would have missed her parents way too much to stay."
"Now I'm the only British girl in this room."
"But Stacy, Mikey, Annie, and I are the only not in this whole place."
There was a knock.
"You both have calls, Lara, yours is first."
"Kay."
Maya waited in the hallway, fiddling with her Locket until Lara was done. Then she went in.
"Hey, Maya."
"Hey, mom."
"I miss you, hun."
"Me too."
"How are you doing? It sounds like it's been a tough time."
"I don't want to talk about."
"That's okay, but how is your leg."
"Better."
"Good, I love you."
"You too."
Maya went back to her room and laid down. She tried not to think about anything and ended up falling asleep around seven pm. It was okay because she had finished her homework and always woke up to Lara's alarm which would give her enough time to shower. Later that day, Maria left her letters in her desk and then looked the pale blond, in a long white dress with an overall dress over it and her elastic halfway down her hair. She looked at peace for once in the past two weeks.