Shredding

“Yeah me too.” Alex said nervously she doubted she would ever gain love and respect for Mother Nature. In fact just thinking about her pending visit was enough to make her stomach churn a bit in anticipation. Or in memory of the last time, she wasn’t sure. As she grabbed she still listened, involuntarily of course, to Momoko’s thoughts.

She cringed as she heard her confusion over being a rather Alex was a him or her. Even if she was confused about it, Alex would prefer other people not remind her of that fact. Like it or not she was a girl. She had changed her name, well she didn’t her mother did, but she had gotten used to it. She was a girl now and there wasn’t much she or anyone else could do about it.

She couldn’t help but notice how the mood had changed between the two girls now. She grabbed a tray and followed Momoko. She didn’t seem to be in much of a mood to talk anymore Alex noticed and she was looking rather uncomfortable. “Hell of a conversation killer,” Alex deadpanned.

Alex just looked down as Momoko changed. If her appearance was any indication know she was feeling rather down now. Her lack of apatite now all but confirmed to Alex that she wasn’t her manic assertive self at the moment.

“C’mon you can’t accuse me of being all stand offish now.” Alex said with as much perk as she could muster. “Whats wrong?”

Oh, was this some sort of culture crash thing? Alex wondered. Alex could most certainly sympathized with Momoko. Hell distance speaking Alex was probably further away from home, and completely out of her element. And considering the quivering mass of a person Alex was her first few weeks here she had to admit Momoko was doing pretty well.

“I’ll give you three,” Alex said immediately regretting how cheesy that sounded. But it’s the thought that count right?

My god, Alex thought, is this girl bi polar or what? No, no she was tri polar hell she probably had more poles than Poland probably. Ten minutes ago she was rocking in the music room like she owned this school. And now she is sulking off to find her room and pout. What changed? This couldn’t all be Alex’s stone walling could it? No it couldn’t be just her; I mean she confessed things that maybe five other people at this school know about.

Sighing she quickly pursued Momoko. “Momo wait!” She shouted and quickly caught up with her. “L-leme walk you to the dorms.” She cracked an uneasy smile waiting for an answer.

Wait what was she talking about? Alex wondered, being remarkably dense for a psychic, yet still appropriately clueless for someone in her situation. Then she saw the jacket appear and Alex realized what Momoko meant.

“Oh god.” Alex said deciding now would be a good time to count the number of florescent bulbs lighting the room. “Um… oh….” She continued to stumble what was the etiquette in this situation?