Snippet #2267315

Mulan Hua

Cool water was running down her body while she stood in the shower. She liked the feeling of her body cooling down after an early morning jog. Her mind tended to wander while she showered and this time was no different. She was reflecting the week that had just gone by. In just a week she had met so many different types of people. Types that she felt she would have never encountered back home, wherever home was. Although she was getting used to things now, at first things were ridiculously foreign to her. The technology, the people, even what was socially acceptable. She was confused as to what was the 'norm' here. There were people like Molly, who was intimidating and even scary to approach; people like Gaston and Yzma - her dreadful housemates, that were completely full of themselves and she wondered why there was a whole club of them; and even quiet people like Casey. She herself didn't seem to fit in anywhere. The only place she felt unjudged was within the confines of the library. There were people like Belle, who she wasn't close with, but the girl never judged or bothered her.

She was suddenly pulled back from her thoughts by a wretched sound. The Asian woman rolled her eyes as the realization of who it was hit her. Yzma. Of course. Loud noises didn't bother her, like thunder or the sound of Terk's constant drumming, but Yzma's voice was on a whole different level. It reminded her of an annoying old hag. Maybe it's because she hated her so much? She found Yzma's voice just as, if not more, irritating than the whole group of conceited guys put together. Despite her distaste for the men, she was more lenient with their conceited attitudes than if a woman had the same traits. Mulan shut her eyes in annoyance, wishing the woman would just shut up. To make it worse, it sounded like Gaston had joined her as well. She blinked as she realized the situation. Gaston was with Yzma. Oh, no. Quickly rinsing her hair she shut off the water and dried herself off with a towel. Then she pulled out the blowdryer to dry her hair for about 10 seconds, leaving it damp before combing it through once and heading back into her room. She glanced out the window; it was sunny and beautiful outside. She would decide where to go after she got out of the house. She quickly slipped on her black undergarments before stepping into a pair of denim shorts and stuffing her arms through a white button-up shirt. Grabbing her black leather backpack handbag, she shoved her phone into her pocket before rushing out of her room. She didn't dare look towards Gaston's or Yzma's rooms, dashed down the stairs, put on her black sandals and went out the door. She rested against the door as she closed it behind her, releasing a sigh. There was no way she was staying in the house when she knew Gaston and Yzma were going to go at it again. The sex addicts.

Slinging the her bag over her shoulder she started walking. "What to do... what to do...?" She mumbled to herself. It was such a nice day, but she didn't really have much people she was close to as of yet. There was Jessamine, Rapunzel, and of course, Terk, but she wasn't sure how early they got up. She didn't expect Terk to be up and about for another couple of hours at least. Mulan took her time putting one foot in front of the other. There was no rush to go anywhere, she just didn't want to stay inside the house. Then her stomach grumbled. She touched her belly softly and groaned. She had rushed out without breakfast.