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Meghan looked up and nodded quickly. She learned everything happened quickly in high school.
Meghan looked up and nodded quickly. She learned everything happened quickly in high school.
"What class?" Melody asked, peering at the map and wrinkling her nose in disdain. She'd never liked maps all that much.
Meanwhile Jamie has wandered into the band room, sighing when he locked himself in a practice room. The drum set nearby twinkled st him, almost begging him to play.
Meghan navigated around until her schedule was visible. She zoomed in on the next block:
Algebra I
Room 236
Ms. Kelting
Graye was now sitting on the floor in the janitor's closet, hyperventilating as she tried to push back the bad thoughts running through her head.
(MEGHAN DOESN'T KNOW THAT OR ELSE SHE WOULD BE THERRRRRE!)
(can I attempt to interact with someone. I'm lost and got lost.)
(Melody is helping Meghan with her schedule – finding classes.)
(Well, I suppose they could hear her crying from outside of the closet as they pass by…)
Graye began to sob as her chest started to tighten, feeling like she was suffocating.
(Robin can hear graye )
(Okay!)
Meghan began to walk in the direction of her Algebra class and heard a muted noise. She stopped in her tracks to listen. Miss Tammy almost ran into her – "What are you doing, Miss Meghan?!" – but she hardly moved. That was the sound of crying. Meghan found the source and knocked gently on the door. Miss Tammy watched silently.
"Ugh, Algebra. I'm wishing you luck with that." Melody shook her head, pointing to the door. "You're gonna take a right, and head straight down the hall until you pass the art room. There'll be another hallway, she's on the left side, a few doors down. Here-" She pulled out a pen and a receipt from her pocket, scribbling down her phone number. "If you get hopelessly lost, or just want someone to chat with, text me."
Graye heard a knock and immediately clamped her hand around her mouth, trying to be silent but failing. SHe shivered in fear, not wanting anyone to see her like this.
(Let Robin come!!)
Meghan took it and signed Thank you with a smile.
Miss Tammy translated it.
The sound in the door went quiet. Meghan turned back to it and slowly knocked again.
Graye curled up tightly, covering her head with her arms as she cried, trying to be quiet. 'Don't come in. Don't come in. Don't come in…'
Meghan took out a mini notebook and wrote something on it before sliding it under the door.
The note read: It's Meghan.
Graye read it and grabbed a pen, writing "Please leave." And sliding it back before crawling into the corner, curling up in a ball of depression again.
Meghan frowned. Why? She slid it back under.
Graye took a deep breath before writing back, "I don't want anyone to see me…". She accidentally got a few tears on it as she slid it back.
Meghan got a new paper, gently tucking the tearstained one in her pocket. I promise it'll just be me.
Graye hesitated but unlocked the door slowly before scootching back into her corner, curling up again.
Meghan opened the door and slipped in. She signed briefly to Miss Tammy and shut the door again. She walked over to Graye and sat down beside her.
Graye sniffled softly to herself as she shook, trying to keep air in her lungs as the world spun.
Meghan gently put a hand on Graye's shoulder and smile reassuringly.
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