Blurring The Lines {3}

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                The showers were a decent enough size, the water was pretty warm, and the water pressure wasn't the worst thing in the world. But I still missed having my own shower in my own bathroom at my own home.

                I turned the water off and wrapped a towel around my waist, leaving the shower. I brushed my teeth and limped back down to my room, keeping close to the wall in case my leg gave out. It was punishing me for my valiant stairs attempt yesterday.

                I could walk without my cane, but not well and not for long. Even now, my leg dragged behind me, begging me to take my weight off of it.

                I made it back to the room and sat down, trying to let my leg rest. Jordan was gone, meaning he was probably showering in one of the other stalls in the bathroom.

                After resting for a minute, I got up and yanked my closet open. I pulled out the uniform and got dressed, turning to look at myself in the mirror.

                White button up shirt, blue vest, dark tie, and dark slacks. I officially looked like a nerd.

                I fixed my hair and packed up my bag, hoping to escape the room before Jordan got back. I'd hidden away from my room for as long as possible last night, but Jordan had still managed to strike up conversation when I got back, trying to get to know me.

                But the universe was completely against me so the door to our room swung open before I was done packing my bag. Jordan came in, dressed in just his slacks with a towel hanging around his neck.

                "Oh, I'll get dressed and we can walk to class together!" he said, noticing me.

                "What a way to start the day," I said dryly.

                He either missed my annoyance or ignored it. He pulled on his shirt and vest, slinging his bag over his shoulder once he had his shoes on.

                The two of us left the room together, heading out of the dorm building and starting off down the path towards the academic building. Kids walked all around us, talking and trying to wake themselves up as they made their way to class.

                "Do you want to sit with me and my friends during lunch? I can save you a seat," Jordan offered.

                "No. There's only so much human interaction I can take in a day," I said.

                Jordan laughed like I was joking. "Well, I'll save you a seat anyways. I know the first week here can be a little overwhelming."

                That wasn't exactly my problem, but okay, whatever made him shut up. The two of us entered the academic building and made our way to Mr. Townsend's class, taking our seats.

                Mr. Townsend entered the room a few minutes later, setting his things down on his desk. He turned to face us.

                "Students," he said, and the class quieted down to listen to him. "It seems the Maroon students are acting up again. Please, remember to do your duty and keep them in line. If you see them with young Blue students, be sure to step in. We don't need them corrupting young kids with bright futures."

                The students in class nodded eagerly. Mr. Townsend smiled in satisfaction and started his lesson.

                What the hell was that all about?

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