Alexandria Laughlin Marshall (TO)

Roommates

   After walking around with Josie, Ms. Forbes comes back. She says, "I'm going to show you to your room."

I nod my head, and turn to Josie, "Are you coming."

She smiles, "I have to go check in with Lizzie." I nod, and follow close behind Ms. Forbes.

As we walk into the main building, she explains, "You bags you left in Mr. Saltzman's office, are already in your room." I nod, and she continues, "You'll be rooming with Hope Marshall." I nod, as we enter to a large bedroom. There are two queen beds pushed up against the wall, and on one of them a girl around my age with strawberry blonde hair. She is drawing something in a sketchbook.

Ms. Forbes then knocks on the door, even though it is already open. "Hope, this is Alexandria." The girls looks up, and I give her a smile, and she gives me a small one back.

Ms. Forbes then says as she walks out the door, "I will let you get situated, dinner is in an hour." I nod my head, and Ms. Forbes closes the door behind her.

I then turn back to Hope, and say, "Hi."

The girl smiles, and closes her notebook. "Hi. The bed is open, and the dresser across from it is yours."

I smile, "Thanks." I then unzip my two bags, and easily empty them into the top drawers of the dresser. Out of the five, I still have two drawers completely empty.

I see Hope looking at me and my two bags. When she realizes that I'm looking at her, she says, "Is that all you have?"

I nod, and say, "I was in foster care before this, I had to pack light, and be ready to leave all the time."

I can see she feels bad, and she lets out an almost inaudible, "Oh."

I smile, "Don't feel bad, I'm here now, and it wasn't that bad."

"Well, they will be giving you uniforms from the school, that you have to wear majority of the time. Some of them are uncomfortable, but there are a lot of options," Hope says.

I can tell she is thinking about something. I then say, "If your wondering what I am. I'm a werewolf siphoner apparently. But I think I may just be going mental," I say sarcastically. She laughs at this, and I then add, "And never mind the fact that I can talk to the people who have found peace." I can see her face drop a little, so I choose to elaborate, "Well if we are going to be sharing a room, you should probably know that sometimes in my dreams I talk with people who are dead." There is a silence, so I say with a slight laugh, "I know weird." She smiles a little, "I just thought you should know because I may wake up at night, and I don't want you to worry or anything."

She nodded and says, "Makes sense." I give her a "really" look, and she says, "I have seen so many supernatural creatures, nothing surprises me." She says with a small laugh, and smile.

"Then what if I told you I was the devil," I say sarcastically.

"Then I would welcome you with open arms," Hope jokes. We both start to laugh uncontrollably.

Just then the door opened, and Mr. Saltzman walked in. He gives us both a confused look, and we both start laughing again. He then says, after we stop laughing, "These are all the uniforms we have for you." I get off my bed, and grab the tall pile of clothes.

"Thank you," I say.

As I was about to turn around, Mr. Saltzman says, "Dinner is ready downstairs, when you want to come."

I nod my head, before Mr. Saltzman walks down the hallway. I close the large dark wood door behind me, and turn back to Hope. "You weren't kidding when you said there are a lot of uniforms," I say laughing at the large pile of clothes in my hands. As I organize and put the cloths in the dresser, I grab a plain navy blue Salvatore School T-shirt with a pair of white skinny jeans.

I then turn to Hope and ask her, "Are you coming?"

"No, I usually eat up here," Hope answers while open her sketchbook back open.

I grow confused, but sense we just met I decide not to push it. So I answer with, "Ok. Do you mind if I change in front of you?" 

Hope shakes her head, "I won't look." She looks back down to her sketching book and continues to draw. I turn away, and take off my shirt quickly pulling one of the uniforms on instead.