Unmistakeable

Chapter 2

"When did you have time to do all of this?" Perrie asked as we stepped through the door to our room noticing all my things had been neatly placed on my side.

"I didn't, it was my aunt. This is the first time I'm seeing it." I said sitting on the corner of my bed, taking in all of the color.

"It's so cute. And by the way, if I didn't already tell you, I love your eyes." She smiled.

"Thanks. I don't like them." It was the determining factor in I.Ding me.

"Oh hush, they're so different and gorgeous. What is it called?"

"Heterochromia." I stated.

"That's crazy. I mean both of them individually are crazy gorgeous. And you have both. I've never heard of anyone other than Elizabeth Taylor having violet eyes and here you are with one violent and one emerald." She went on. "How many people have that?"

"One percent of the worlds population." I said moving to the closet. I peeled off my uniform and looked around for what to wear. I had never seen any of it before in my life. It was all organized neatly. My shirts were hung sleeveless to long sleeves. Beneath them, were skirts, dresses, and jackets. The other side had two colums of shelves on either side of a shoe rack holding pants on one side, shorts on the other. It was warm outside, but I tend to get cold easily, so I decided on a pair of dark wash destroyed shorts, and an old faded Harvard sweatshirt. I scanned over my shoe rack and decided on a pair of scuffed up white keds.

"I'm gonna call my uncle, I'll be right back."

"Oh snap, look at them legs!" Perrie exclaimed. I stopped in the door way examining them. "Your really fit." She smiled.

"I have short legs. I'm not a fan. But thank you." I smiled stepping through the door. I traveled down the hallway scrolling through the list of fake names on fake contacts when a tall blonde girl bumped into to me.

"Excuse you." She spat.

"Uh, you ran into me. But if it makes you feel better, I'm sorry, excuse me." I sarcastically motioned for her to go in front of me.

"Ugh, whatever bitch." She said as she passed in front of me.

"Alright then." I continued on my path out if the building. I returned to flower garden where I had calmed myself earlier. I sat on the bench, and tapped the number.

"How was your first day?" He asked answering the phone.

"Fine."

"Your roommate?"

"She's nice, I like her."

"Be careful. Keep your distance."

"She won't get to know me, she'll know Lucy."

"Don't give me attitude."

"I'm not. I don't like this idea, but I'm not objecting to it. It's what keeps everyone safe."

"Your father would be proud." His words pierced my heart like a dagger.

"I don't want him to be proud, I want him to be alive."

"We can't do anything about that right now."

"When the time comes, I'm killing him myself. Don't try and stop me."

"Your mother never wanted this life for you." This set me over.

"My mother can rot in hell! Fuck her! She doesn't have the right to want my life to be different! She's the one that gave up! My father wanted me to be able to protect myself and others, and that's what I'm doing!" I hung up then. I gripped the bench, trying to calm myself. I gathered myself and started back for my room.