Ada Crowe (ada_crowe) wrote in halcyon_halls, @ 2008-04-25 11:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | ada, cassandra |
Week Eight: Thursday Afternoon
Who: Ada and Cassandra
What: Confessions
Where: Walking outside the school
When: Thursday afternoon
Ada didn't want to do this. At the moment, she didn't really want to do anything. She was exhausted, an emotional wreck, and just felt... numb. It was hard to get up for class, but Rhett came and made sure she was awake, and she struggled through the day. Creative writing? Like she was in the mood to write a short story. The rest of the day just dragged on, but she didn't want to get to the afternoon. Didn't want to face Cassandra and the disappointment she knew was coming.
But eventually, Inner Beast Control did end. She had tried to pay attention because it was important and all, but focus was evasive, especially today. Right after class, she dumped her bag back in her room and headed to the main entrance to meet her sister.
That was still strange to her, even after six months. She had family here, family she had a chance to have a real relationship with, and what was she doing? Throwing it all away. At first she hadn't made the effort because it was awkward, and then she'd won the sister of the year award by avoiding her because of drugs. Yeah, Ada felt like a wonderful person right about now. She was guilty as hell, and the only thing to do was fess up and deal with it.
Really, she wouldn't have been surprised if Cassie decided to peace out. Other people had done it, and she didn't blame them. Shit like this was too much to deal with. She was glad she had Rhett to count on. Still, the nagging worry that he would leave, too, managed to plant itself firmly in her head. Doubts were easier to come by right now than confidence.
Finally she made it to the doors and stepped outside. At least the weather was nice, warm and sunny. Being outside of the building also did a little to soothe her, appealing to her inner beast or something. She drew in a deep breath and leaned against the wall, closing her eyes as she crossed her arms over her chest. When she opened her eyes again it was still sunny, and she still felt like shit. Wasn't that just a lovely contradiction.