It's Different

Chapter One

*Book two in the "It's Complicated" trilogy*

Taylour walked into the room with a look on her face that was even more astonished than mine. I couldn't believe this, Taylour could not have been my roommate. She stared at me as if to say something, and then relaxed her face when a girl entered in behind her, the girl stared at me and frowned and then avertedly looked at Taylour. She looked familiar, and in that quick second I remembered who she was, it was the girl from the night of the party, the one I presumed to be Khan's girlfriend. This couldn't be happening, not on my first day. I started to panic inside, I tried to calm myself down but I couldn't, I brushed past them and left the room, unsure of where I  was heading, I was relieved to see the bathroom sign. I dashed into a stall hastily and vomited my guts out. My breathing was shaky and sudden tears fell from my eyes. Okay Sophia, get yourself together, I guided myself. I reached into my pockets to take out a tissue that was wrapped around my anti-depressants. I had planned to take them earlier, before I went on the plane, however I changed my mind. "Please don't get addicted to them," Stanley said to me the last time he saw me take them, his words lingered in my brain, I'm sorry Stanley, but I really needed them right now.

This wasn't the first attack I've had since the accident, it occurred quite often and any little circumstance, anything that happened that reminded me of that day, any sign of conflict, was a trigger. I didn't want to get addicted to the anti-depressants, as I'd been warned several times before, but that was the only way that I was able to function normally. It would only be for awhile, soon I'd be back to normal, at least that's what I told myself. I got up from the floor of the bathroom stall and went to the sink to wash my hands and mouth. I observed myself in the mirror, my worry lines becoming more and more apparent every day. The bags under my eyes didn't help me that much either, this was supposed to be a new beginning and I wasn't even here for 24 hours, yet , I was already being haunted by my past. Who would've thought that Taylour would have also been attending this school and to make matters worse she was my roommate? Well, I wasn't even sure, was she my roommate or was her friend my roommate? Either way I didn't want to be associated with either of those girls. I needed to talk to Sara about this, since she was the secretary and she told me to come to her if I needed anything, I hoped that I could hold her up to that.

"Are you okay?" I heard a concerned voice as I turned to see a girl open the bathroom door. The girl who was really attractive, looked at me as if she had saw a ghost. She was caramel colored with neck length, kinky curly natural hair, she had soft makeup, but the makeup didn't make her beautiful, you could see that she was a natural beauty ,with her defined cheekbones and her big beautiful eyes. I scoffed in my head, and I looked like this.

"I'm fine," I said weakly and slightly irritated, then washed my face, aware of how scary I looked with the mascara dipping down my face.

"Are you sure?" she said as she came closer to me. I nodded, this girl was too nice for my liking, I left the bathroom briskly before she could ask me another question. I went on my journey to Sara's office to see if I was able to rectify this situation, I was not about to spend a whole semester in a room with this girl, who clearly made it known that she didn't like me on countless occasions. I went downstairs and tried to retrace my steps to find the office, but I was making circles around the same area. This place was so big, and I hadn't taken notice of any landmarks from my walk earlier.

Determined to find the office, I continued wandering around, when I saw the same girl that was in the bathroom earlier, she was sitting on a bench by herself.

"Hi again," I said to her, hoping that she didn't take notice of the irritation in my voice when she had spoken to me in the bathroom "can you point me in the direction of the secretary's office? I seem to be lost." I asked timidly.