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Melanie
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Melanie sat with her back against a metal tube that came out of the roof. It warmed her back and filled the night with a low rumble that somehow managed to relax her fluttering nerves. As she leaned against it her green eyes were drawn, not to the school grounds spread out below her, but to the stars. The glittered in the navy sky, like little fireflies. They were comforting in this new place.
Melanie pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them, looking out into the empty space. She had a white, long-sleeved blouse on, a navy skirt, long white stockings, and a navy coat that had been shrugged off her shoulders. The night was still cold but she enjoyed the peacefulness of it. The air smelled slightly of spring, even with the few clumps of snow that remained on the ground. Melanie took in a deep breath and sighed it out, leaned harder on the warm metal.
She had left her bags back in the dorm, in a room assigned to her. She pulled her knees closed to her body. Once she had dropped the bags into a corner of the room Melanie had left before her roommates could arrive. She didn’t want to meet them, or even claim a bed yet. She would get the one that was left so that no one would argue with her. It was better that way.
She had wandered the halls alone after that, peeking into classrooms and empty halls. She found a stairway and followed in to the end. It spilled out onto a roof and it was here she had found shelter. Melanie could imagine herself spending a lot of time up here. She tilted her head up to the sky.
“I don’t belong here.â€Â
Melanie pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her head on them, looking out into the empty space. She had a white, long-sleeved blouse on, a navy skirt, long white stockings, and a navy coat that had been shrugged off her shoulders. The night was still cold but she enjoyed the peacefulness of it. The air smelled slightly of spring, even with the few clumps of snow that remained on the ground. Melanie took in a deep breath and sighed it out, leaned harder on the warm metal.
She had left her bags back in the dorm, in a room assigned to her. She pulled her knees closed to her body. Once she had dropped the bags into a corner of the room Melanie had left before her roommates could arrive. She didn’t want to meet them, or even claim a bed yet. She would get the one that was left so that no one would argue with her. It was better that way.
She had wandered the halls alone after that, peeking into classrooms and empty halls. She found a stairway and followed in to the end. It spilled out onto a roof and it was here she had found shelter. Melanie could imagine herself spending a lot of time up here. She tilted her head up to the sky.
“I don’t belong here.â€Â