My Room Isn't Home(ch.10)

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I threw my shirts into the dresser, along with my underclothing. My pants were hung and my shoes thrown to the bottom of the reasonably sized closet.

A twin bed was pushed against the wall, which I covered in my animal skinned blankets. The walls were a baby blue, and the floor was polished oak. A large bay window took up an entire wall, leading to a small balcony with two chairs and a matching table.

The room was nice, but it wasn't home.

I took a picture frame out of my suitcase and put it on the bedside table.

It was a picture of Cake and me from my last birthday. LSP and Marshal Lee tried photo bombing us in the background. It's a nice picture, my favorite actually.

"So," came a hard sharp voice from the doorway, "You think you can just waltz in here and steal my boyfriend?!"

"Glob Ashley, he's your ex." she couldn't take a hint I guess, "He dumped you intentionally you know."

"He still loves me." she tried justifying, her voice seeming somewhat unsure.

"Ashley I don't want to be here, I know you don't want me here." I started, "Let's just get through this without drama. Okay?"

"You aren't worth any drama." Ashley stomped out then shouted, "STAY OUT OF MY WAY HUMAN OR YOU'LL REGRET IT!"

Glob she sucks as a room mate. Thank Glob she can't use her powers on school grounds.

"Powers?" you may ask.

Yea, she's a witch. Not an ugly old hag, but still a witch.

An EVIL witch may I add.

A beautiful evil witch.

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