Abandonment Issues { Alexia }

Unfortunately, the moment the door to her room swung open and Alida stepped inside she was attacked by the overpowering fumes of perfume. While the perfume itself didn’t necessarily smell bad—the sheer overwhelming mass of it wafting through the air burned her lungs and caused her to let out a loud and dry cough.

Oh, and there was also the fact that her roommate was there—to whom Alida assumed the perfume rightfully belonged. While the fourteen year old freshmen was often frank and didn’t hesitate to speak her mind, there were limits for her and it was those limits that kept her from blatantly waving her hand in front of her face. She’d probably just ask her later to tone the perfume spraying down a notch or two.

“You’re my roommate?” Her fellow dorm mate asked and Alida’s expression immediately flourished into an outright grin.

“Yep!” She returned with a hearty laugh and then proceeded to close the door behind her and step further into the dormitory room. “I’m Alida, it’s nice to meet you.”

Well, everything else had gone to hell—maybe she could turn this around and actually make a friend. She needed the silver lining on the storm clouds that hung over her life, dammit…!

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Her roommate’s name was Alexia and Alida’s first thought on the matter was wondering which grade her roommate was in. Was she a freshmen like her? Alexia looked older than herself but she was kind of hoping—or thought it’d be cool—if they somehow ended up with some of the same classes. But, her thoughts and optimisms were actually cut short when Alexia began to reveal more of her personality—and her demands.

Actually, the way Alexia was blatantly sizing her up was somewhat disturbing, and was beginning to make the teen a tad uncomfortable. And when Alexia began going over the ground rules it wasn’t so much what she was saying that began to give her a bad impression but rather the way she said it.

BUT, she was going to keep her temper in check—at least for now. God, what a horrible first impression it would be if she blew up two seconds into meeting her roommate! No, she needed that silver lining—she needed friends, dammit, and that meant patience.

“Uh, well, thanks I guess,” Alida returned rather nonchalantly as Alexia offered her entire make-up collection as freebies and try-ons. “I’d actually like to ask something, too. Your perfume smells nice and all but it is a little overwhelming in the room.”—Like, burning her throat overwhelming.

“But, oh gosh, what year are you?” She instantly dived in, her excitement returning as she practically kicked her luggage bag over toward the corner of her bed and turned to face Alexia. “This is my first year and I’m a bit terrified.”

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Alexia began to explain to her what sort of perfume she was smelling in the room and was polite enough to go and open up one of their dorm room windows—which immediately gave Alida a good impression. She smiled broadly and plopped down onto the bed as the two girls began chatting up a storm with one another. It was so nice to be able to communicate with someone…! She had really been hoping that things would go smoothly between her and her roommate and she was even willing to put forth a little more effort than usual, or necessary, to try and set her ship for smooth sailing.

Her roommate revealed that she was also a freshmen—which broadened the possibility of them actually having classes together. Alexia’s next comment surprised Alida: “Just keep your head up, and don’t let people see your weak side.”

The smile Alida wore didn’t falter but her roommate’s statement definitely made her think. Mostly because she was exactly that kind of person. In fact, her whole life seemed to revolve around ‘being okay’ and never showing your true emotions—with the exception of anger and bitchiness, of course. Huh.

“But I supposed I’ve already made a friend. Not as hard as it seemed,” Alexia stated and pulled Alida’s attention back to her—which caused the blond to glance her way. Well, that sure as hell had been easy. “So, tell me about yourself. And is this your first school of this kind?”

“Hell yeah,” Alida instantly blurted out without any sort of filter. Although, she did make the conscious decision to pause to try and not sound as straight-forward and blunt as she normally did. She placed both of her hands behind her on the bed and crossed one of her legs over the other. “I was—uh—‘shipped away’ by my mom. I’ve grown up in public schools so this is way out of my comfort zone. What about you?”

Alida had no knowledge to the latest fashions and trends or brand name clothing, and so she had asked the question in sheer ignorance to Alexia’s obvious financially profound background.

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