Pureblood

Chapter Four: School

Leila swallowed the breath she didn't know she'd been holding.

"What's your name, anyway?"a voice sounded. Leila jolted, turning. Nora, the girl in the chair, was giving her a bored look. She noticed her eyes were the same dark grey color. Leila frowned. A girl like her, my age, has already met her soulmate? She thought. Nora rose an eyebrow. "You deaf?"

"No,"Leila quickly murmured. She looked down. "It's Leila Atkins." Nora hummed at her.

"You don't gotta be so shy, you know,"Nora told her. Leila frowned. She sighed, moving and looking around her at her excessive bags of things.

"Sorry,"Leila murmured. Nora nodded, waving her hand dismissively. Leila sighed, finding her bed sheets and comforter.

"Are you excited?"Nora asked. Leila turned and gave her a disbelieving look. Nora frowned. "That's right, Gina said you were coming from a town full of excessive Christians." Leila slid her gaze over Nora, assessing her. Short black hair and dyed red highlights. A tank-top for sleeping in and a pair of longer pyjama pants. Ah, that's what I'm looking for. Leila thought. Though Nora had just woken up, she was wearing thick bracelets over her wrists. The kinds that emo kids bought in hot topic. Leila nodded to herself, realizing this girl was her type of people.

"Yes. I was raised to believe this is a punishment,"Leila told her. Though it really is for me. She kept the rest of her thoughts on the matter silent, moving behind the half wall. She began fixing her bed by lifting the twin sized mattress up enough to pull a sheet over it. Nora snorted at her.

"Must be inconvenient for you,"Nora told her. Leila frowned to herself. Nora sat spread out in her chair, examining her chipped black nail polish. "Dean or Sam?" Leila jolted. She peeked her head around the half wall.

"Did I hear you right?"Leila asked. Nora looked up, raising her left eyebrow.

"Dean or Sam?"

"Neither. Cas,"Leila told her, holding her folded fitted sheet close to her chest. Nora's grin spread like wildfire, the first that Leila had seen on her. It terrified her slightly, having not realized just how mischievous Nora was yet.

"I like you already. Nora Adams,"she told her. Nora gestured playfully behind her at her onslaught of posters and art. "Welcome to my humble abode. I look forward to seeing your side of the room, roomie." She sighed, rising from the chair and stretching. Nora moved to her closet, opening it and revealing mainly black or red. She pulled clothes out and opened a small drawer set to pull underwear out. "I'm showering. We'll go over your schedule and I'll take you to meet the other two girls, who I warn you, are preps."

"Preps?"Leila repeated. She went stiff. Nora chuckled.

"They're not bad. Nothing like stuck up bitches in the 90's movies,"Nora told her. She slung a towel over her shoulder and left the room, closing the door behind her. That was the first time Leila was alone in her room. She sighed to herself, finishing fixing her bed up.

She folded her black fuzzy blanket and placed it on the foot of her bed, turning her gaze back on the bags stacked on the floor. She sighed at herself and went to work, first unpacking clothes. Nora entered the room about thirty minutes later, as Leila was sitting in the floor and putting things in her small dresser in the closet. Leila's music was blasting through her Bluetooth speaker, which Nora took the moment to pause and listen to. She made an impressed face and closed their door. Nora watched Leila work, checking her phone on and off. When an alarm went off, Leila jolted and nearly fell off her bed from hanging posters. She swallowed, looking at Nora bewildered. Nora grinned.

"Dinner time. Grab your meal card,"Nora told her. Leila blinked. She got down off her bed and yanked on her combat boots. Leila shoved her meal card in her back pocket and grabbed her phone and spare room key. She followed Nora out, pushing the lock in on their door and closing it.