The Change

Chapter 5

The odd feeling of a boy talking like that about me, is still stuck on my mind when I step out from the shower.

The shower was in another building a short walk from my dorm.

It's like a cabin.

It's only one floor and it only contains the boys and the girls showers, and four toilets.

I take my towel and starts to dry my body with it.

When I step out on the stair a few minutes later I pull out my lighter and a cigarette.

I put it between my lips and the feeling I get is just.. Can't describe. But not better than sex.

''You know you can't smoke here?'' A voice catches me.

I turn around and..

Fuck, this guy is everywhere.

''Well I think it goes pretty well''

''You know what I mean'' Harry says and stand up from the bench he sat on.

''Yeah, but I don't give a shit about it'' I say and blows a small cloud at him.

''I can see that''

As he says that it gets all quiet and it gets kinda uncomfortable.

''Are you following me or something?'' He says and breaks the silence.

I start to laugh because, he is following me everywhere I go isn't he?

''Me? You're the one who is stalking me?''

''Well, you was the one who stumbled into my room last night, and you were the one who put out you're head when I was on my way to the Head Dorm and now you're here''

''Oh shit, you got me.'' I say with sarcasm and he gives me a weird look.

''Well I promise it won't happen again because I don't follow snobs'' And by that I throw my cigarette to the ground and leave that awful shower cabin.

I don't turn around but I bet he stands with his chin by his feet.

When I arrive to my dorm it's almost midnight and it's really dark outside.

A normal 'white-girl' would have screamed for her boyfriend or something but..

I love the dark.

It's so peaceful and you never know what to step into.

It could be a serial killer or a rabbit.

Or even a trashcan and that is so fascinating.

It's not quiet outside. I can hear loud music somewhere and screams.

Not terrified screams, but happy screams.

I think there's a party somewhere.

I need to 'party-off' all my feeling right now.

My past has taken over my mind and I need to get that away.

Immediately.

But I need to get of these fucking trash clothes off first.

This time I step into the right room and spot Alex sleeping on her bed.

''Alex.. Alex..? Alex?'' I whisper.

Well, she's clearly stoned so I'll leave her here.

I take my ripped black leggings and pull them on my legs.

A grey tank top. WITH a bra under.

Loads of jewerly, both around my neck and hands.

And last but not least I put on some makeup, for once, and then my loose boots and walks out of the room.