Checking In a Bit Late

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Alice Ripley

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When Alex halted a first sentence, Alice noticed the engagement of many facial muscles — a combination meaning anger. Again, she caught another detail — 'golden boy.' It seemed a wierd time to use such a specific idiom in such a way, but Alice, better at noticing things than understanding them, let her curiosity pass these details by. Alice forgot the oddities in Alex's words when she heard about what led Alex to be at the school. Alice supposed that it was true that being a psychic could be distressing to people who had many things to keep private. Did Alex discover something dark in her parents' heads? Disgust? Was it so bad that their daughter could command the mind?

Alice looked at Alex, concerned. "That seems s'cold of them, though. I mean, it's not like y'grew antennae and wings and buzzed ev'rywhere. Was it so bad that y'could hear thoughts?" In a way, Alice knew the answer. Even the smallest thing could mean the difference between alienation and acceptance with parents, as was her experience. Sometimes, not being something, not having something was enough. "Sorry if I seem t'be probing and all. Sorry that you're here because the bad stuff and all." Alice smiled reassuringly, as if promising to keep her questions to herself, and turned to her dresser to draw out her night-things.
 
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Alex Monroe

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Alex laughed at the imagery of herself buzzing around with wings, her parent might actually have preferred that to what ended up happening. “Well it defiantly wasn’t wings I grew.” Alex said adjusting a strap of her top on her shoulder. “But really I don’t think they did anything truly wrong. One day I was one thing then the next I was another. They didn’t know what to do with me and really they were unequipped to handle it. They just made a rash decision.” Alex wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince herself or Alice.

“Don’t worry about it.” Alex said dismissing the need for Alice to apologies. “We’re roommates now so we’re going to be getting to know a lot about each other.” Alex then watched Alice turn to her dresser and realized what she was looking for. “I put them in the second drawer from the bottom I think.” She said and grinned.
 
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Alice Ripley

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"Hey great, thank ya." Took a breath, grinning to herself. She had to look funny, nervous as she was.

Just look straight ahead of yourself or at the floor or ceiling...

Alice removed the dusty blouse and pushed down the broomstick skirt, feeling a kind of cold. She bought a special kind of pants that were actually two big pieces of light black silk fabric with ties that were sown together. Alice held one half in front of her then bent down to grab the ties of the back section, then she tied the lines together. The layered pants weren't too hot or too cold. When she stood still, it looked like a long black skirt, but when she walked the large pant legs flowed through the air like hakama pants. She adjusted a lacy black strap on her shoulder before grabbing a large men's button up, also black and made of silk. She buttoned it up, focusing on the feel of the new, soft fabrics against her in an effort to stop the goosebumps. Nervous or not, she still wondered about many things quickly and with her plucky smile — the thread count of her new bed, the continuous candle, Alex's dark stare. She turned around, the tie-pants taking a moment to complete the turn with her.

"My, much better," she said with a smile.
 
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Alex Monroe

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Alex noticed Alice looked rather nervous and wasn’t sure why until she saw Alice starting to strip. She tried to turn her head away immediately but she delayed, at that moment the teenage boy still in her heard forced her to sneak a peek. Finally forcing herself to look away she Alex cursed herself for doing that, it was such a betrayal of trust in her opinion, how could Alice ever feel comfortable. The bigger question for is why Alex was doing it with Alice, three other roommates and she never had the urge to be so lecherous before. Was she really that attracted to Alice, Alex wondered. This was not going to end well for her at all.

Alex finally looked back up when she heard Alice speak. “Yeah can’t have you sleeping in clothes you almost died in,” Alex said looking at the what Alice was wearing, she could only describe it as Hammer Pants. “That would just be morbid.”
 
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Alice Ripley

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Alice could feel soft carpet between her toes. The fabric of her clothes felt cool. Somehow, despite the rapidly changing and new circumstances, it felt like fun. It felt like adventure. She felt almost like she was eight years old, setting up a tent in the backyard. She shook her sleeves, which extended past her hands. She wanted to flap the lengthly sleeves like the kid grinning out from inside. She felt lucky too. Her new roommate was very nice, especially since it was Alice that woke her. If it weren't for the long day, she wondered if she would ever get to sleep at that point.

"Hehe, spooky...I can see it now," she said with a sharky grin, imagining sending a picture of herself, supposedly crushed, to her mom back home. She walked very slowly to her desk chair, pushing it it back into the desk, not wanting to make a sound. She blew out the candle suddenly, putting the room back into a blue glow, then she moved to the curtains to close them. She felt like saying something, but feeling failed to turn into words. How does one say all their hopes as they well up? She felt so light, and yet, failed to say much, though she thought she ought to say something. She pulled a lock of her hair to the front and curled it in a finger, thinking.

"I have a good feeling about all this." She released her hair, closing the curtains with a smooth metallic slide as the hooks of the fabric slid on their rail.
 
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Alex Monroe

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Alex followed Alice around the room with her stair watching as she strained everything up. She was hoping this girl wouldn’t be too much of a neat freak. Roommate Number One had to be the most anal retentive girl Alex had ever met, spending every night making sure every draw was just so and every piece of clothing was in its exact spot. It was enough to drive Alex insane. Fortunately that girl thought Alex was giving her nightmares in her sleep, something Alex was pretty sure she wasn’t doing, at least on purpose, and moved into another room. Alice should be better than that, hopefully.

“I hope that feeling is right.” Alex said, stifling her own normal pessimism, there was just something about Alice’s warmth that made her want to see the brighter side of things. “Any way it’s getting late we should get some sleep. I’ll take you to breakfast in the morning and show you around.”
 
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Alice Ripley

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In the total dark, she whispered towards Alex. "I'd very much like that. Thanks for makin' me feel welcome, Alex. I'm glad I was assigned to you." In the dark, she could focus on her words alone. She liked to feel them, taste them.

Alice slowly, almost ceremoniously, opened the bed's coverings and smoothed her way in. The sheets were of a very high thread count, feeling almost as silky as her clothes did. The mattress, oddly, was soft and she sunk into it like a long embrace. Did the bed know how to feel somehow, or was it just her? She supposed it did not matter. Before she truly let herself sink in, she made sure to remember the words in her mind that she liked to sing when the day ended. She did not want to speak them for fear of weirding Alex out, so she tried to sing the words inside of her mind: an odd haiku she read once as a child:

"Now then, let's go out to enjoy the snow until I slip and fall!"

Alice sank into the fluffed down pillow, the bed, with a quiet sigh. Damn was it ever perfect. She decided it was magic, and felt the mists of sleep seep into her quiet thoughts.
 
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Alex Monroe

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Alex smiled and nodded as Alice thanked her for welcoming her. She didn’t consider at the time, probably because she was starting to feel the late hour and lack of sleep effecting her wits. She walked back over to her bed and slid back into the spot she was laying just a little while ago. It was already cooling from the absences of her warm body. She smiled as she pulled the cover over her legs and up to her shoulders, and her legs along with the rest of her body began to warm back up.

She rolled over in her bed to watch as Alice as she got into her own bed. She was waiting for Alice to go to sleep, not because she herself couldn’t sleep but because it was extremely difficult to sleep while someone else was awake, their thoughts were too loud for Alex. It was like trying to sleep with a radio at full volume right beside her ear, and while their minds weren’t completely silent when they were asleep they were an order of magnitude quieter, letting her sleep much easier.

As she watched Alex found herself doing something she wasn’t used to doing. She smiled; there was just something about Alice’s enthusiasm that she found contagious. If Alice stayed her roommate for too long this might be the end of Alex’s cynical reputation at this school. While that bothered Alex it dint’ bother her as much as the feelings she seemed to be developing for Alice, yes she only knew her for a dozen minutes, and half that time she was struggling not to fall asleep, but Alex still found something rather appealing about, she wanted to spend more time with her, be with her. It took Alex that long to realize she might have a crush on her, hopefully it’s just the sleep deprivation talking having it’s way with her. Right now she decided she just needed some sleep. She would find out in the morning at breakfast. Right now she just needed sleep.
 
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Alice Ripley

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The sun was not able to see inside the room as it was rising on the East side of the building. The little light that had gotten around and under the curtains gave the room just enough light for Alice to move. She kept her mind as quiet as possible by aligning charges around herself but never completing a circuit so the air would not create lightning. It was so demanding to maintain the balance that she could barely direct herself through the motions of getting ready, but it was her best bet to avoid waking Alex up with background thoughts, whose chest rose and fell with the floating rhythm of sleep. She had finished lacing the last boot and, beginning to sweat with the effort of her focus, placed a note on Alex's bedside table written in as good as calligraphy as she could do.

"I am sorry that I cannot be here to join you for breakfast or have you show me around. I could not sleep after a while. I forgot to get a few things last night back in the city for my classes tomorrow. I think since I came late yesterday they intend to let me have today off to get ready. I'll try to find you when I get back to school. I promise not to explore it without you — A.S.R."

Alice dropped her efforts to balance the charges in the air once she was on the wooden steps down the floors of the building. The hallways, she realized, used glass decorations tucked into the wooden walls to reflect the morning light, bouncing it everywhere, showing a little sky busy with the flights of dust particles. Alice let her thoughts and perception return. Once outside, she adjusted the waist of her two-tier black prairie skirt and walked towards the city in the distance, noticing the glances of some of the early birds, boys and other girls. She returned all the glances in kind, still trying to get the sleep out of her eyes. When she was far enough that she was confident she would not attract attention, she caught the skirts of a passing wind and flew towards the city at the other end of the island.
 
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