Smiling in the rain

Chapter 2: Faye

Songs for this chapter:

Little things~ One Direction

Amnesia~ 5 Seconds of Summer

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An angel can't fly with tattered wings.

An angel can't love without a beating heart.

What's an angel without a halo?

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I wheel my sparkling, pink suitcase up to the stairs. I've owned it since I was at least 10 and never have had the heart to throw it away. So many memories... Somebody's shoulder rams into me, knocking me out of the way.

"Hey! That's not very nice!" I cry.

The girl turns her head back to look at me and she glares at me.

"So what? Not like anyone gives a shit," she says.

"It's not polite to swear!" I say disapprovingly.

"Mmmm, don't care." She lugs her tattered black suitcase up the stairs, making sure to slam her suitcase into mine.

I tut impatiently, hoping she's not in my year. Suddenly, a slow trickle of panic that grows into a tidal wave comes over me. I find myself checking and rechecking that I have all of my things. The panic slowly sweeps away and I stare at the piece of paper I am holding.

Faye Summers

Floor two, room 13

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I stop just outside the door. A song seeps through underneath the door and I hear a male sing, "I'm bleeding out. So if the last thing that I do is bring you down, I'll bleed out for you." I frown; that song is not a very positive one and my heart feels hollow. Knocking sharply on the door, I quickly straighten my peach-coloured cardigan over my dress, even though I know it hasn't moved. The door opens a little bit and I see a sliver of a girl's face. One green eye stares at me, rummaging through my flaws and prying into my thoughts.

"What do you want?" she asks sullenly.

"I'm Faye Summers. I'm your roommate,"I say brightly with a smile. She rolls her eyes and shuts the door in my face. Confused, I knock again.

"What?" she spits.

"That wasn't very polite. I'm your roommate- it would be nice of you to let me in."

She groans loudly and bangs her head on the doorframe. I look at her imploringly. She sighs and swings the door open, striding across the room and flopping onto her bed. I wheel my suitcase in and look around the room. Three beds, three chests of drawers and three dark oak desks. She sees me looking and rolls her eyes. It then hits me where I had seen her before.

"You bumped into me on the stairs!" I declare in shock.

She raises her eyebrows and stares at me.

"You were in my way,"she says simply. She then inserts a pair of earphones into her ears and turns on a black iPod. I can dimly hear the music resume.

I place my suitcase on my bed and arrange my things just so. I then slide my suitcase under my bed. I walk over to the door and debate telling the girl that I was leaving. Deciding against it, I simply step out of the room and go down to the student information desk.

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I return about two hours later to the roaring of a drill. Worried, I push open the door and the girl is drilling a metal pole that curves a wide path around her bed and her desk into the wall.