This Can't Be Good

Ridasael had been told early this morning that she was to be placed in a different room, this time, with someone else. She had been absolutely furious at this. She sent out a letter of her frustration to her parents, basically begging them to fix this and get her a room for just herself, but she knew a reply wouldn't be coming for a while, if any at all. Her mother Lixie never replied to any of Rida's letters, and her father Johnathon, especially didn't bother with them, they made the maid who had worked for them forever it seemed to read the letters, and the maid despises Rida, so she knew nothing good would come out of this.

She stomped down the hall way, her bags in hand. She finally made it to her new room, and stopped outside the door. She had been frustrated all day about this, and now its four in the afternoon, and she still wasn't over it. She took in a calming breath, to settle her anger at least a little, but the idea of a mutant as her roommate just made her angry again. She set her bag down, and opened the door, picked up her bag again, and walked in.

She looked at the redheaded girl who was drinking tea, and Rida grimaced in disgust at the sight of the "gifted" girl there.

"Great. I have a mutant freak who drinks tea as my roommate." She said. Her voice was like acid. She walked to the empty bed and just threw her bags on it.

Ridasael watched the girl for a long, hard moment, then turned away to one of her bags and opened it, and took out some clothing, black skirts, some were dark purple, and then a couple pairs of dark jeans, and then tank tops and t-shirts with some black long sleeved shirts.

"Yes, would you like some?"

"No." She snapped. She took her clothes to a dresser that was beside Rida's bed, and she opened a empty drawer and just stuffed her clothes in it. She went back to her bed, and pulled out a tie-back, and pulled her hair back and tied it there in a pony-tail, so her hair wasn't in her face when she unpacked.

She unpacked more things, and basically ignored her roommate. Rida hated nothing more then the freaks here, even if Ridasael was one of them herself, and she hated the fact that she was one, all she wanted was a normal life, be someone who didn't have powers and go to a normal school.

"I'm Brielle, by the way."

Rida stayed quiet a while, then, "Ridasael Trueblood." Ridasael said, and then just acted like she was ignoring this... Brielle. Her last name, Trueblood, stood out for her family, her entire family was "pure blood" as they called it, since none of their family members ever had powers, none of them, until now. When her parents found out their daughter was a freak, they wondered where they went wrong to have a daughter who wasn't "pure blooded".

"Alright. it's here if you change your mind."

Rida rolled her eyes and she pulled out a bundle of letters, all from the same person. Lixie Trueblood, well sort of. Ridasael looked at the letters, wondering where she should keep them, then shrugged, and bent over, and slid the letters under the bed, nearly out of reach. She stood up again, and pulled out a laptop. She just set that on the bedside table, and then reached in her bag, and pulled out her cell phone. She barely over carried it with her, since on occasion, her parents would call her, to tell her something that always made her mad. Rida was truly surprised that she hasn't thrown this one into the sea or toilet yet. She put the phone on the laptop.

"That's a nice name,"

"Whatever. Not sure I like it now that a mutant thinks it nice." She hissed. She grabbed her other bag, and pulled out a comforter blanket that she had managed to fit in her bag, and then a pillow. The bag was big though, so it had been a little easy for her to fit those things in. Next, she brought out folded sheets.

"I can't believe that headmaster is making me share a room with another freak." Muttered Rida.

A while ago, like two weeks, Ridasael had been dating a mutant, and she was slowly getting over her disgust of them, but she broke up with him, since she knew what her parents would do if Rida came to love the boy, and Rida wouldn't be able to live with herself if he was caught by the hunters and taken to have experiments on him, or something else, so, she believed it best to leave him, so she did, so he would be safe, and slowly, she started to hate mutants again, and barely noticed how much she hated them, no matter how nice they were, like this Brielle here.

She knew the girl seemed nice, and didn't deserve to be snapped at, but still, Rida did, because of her long hate for all mutants. One never gets over their hate for a thing, if they've been taught to hate it all their lives.

"Would you like help with anything?"

Ridasael thought a moment, one hand on one of her bags, then she stepped to the side. "Fine. You can help, if it'll make you shut up." Ridasael said, her voice still cruel.

"There's CD's in this bag, you can put them..." She glanced about, not knowing where she would want them, then shrugged. "Somewhere."

"Is over here alright?"

"Sure." Rida didn't even look. She barely cared where they were put, she hardly used her CD's, only when her Ipod didn't have any battery left. She pulled out a few books, she put those on a small table by her bed, she then took her bags and pushed them under the bed, not wanting to unpack anymore at the moment, then she sat down on the bed.

"What kind of music do you listen to?"

She hesitated before answering. "Nightwish, Linkin Park, Savatage, the likes." She answered in a cold voice.