Cattie clutched her pillow against her chest, her eyes shut tightly just before her she heard her alarm on her phone go off underneath her. Wait? How'd her phone get there? She shot up into a sitting position, her blonde hair in a mess in front of her face. Suddenly remembering that she had plugged up her phone and was playing a game on it just as she fell asleep. She guessed this meant that at some point and time during the night it got beneath her. Grumbling a few words under her breath she slid a hand to her phone where she turned the alarm off and gently brushed her blonde hair from her face. Taking a moment to look around her dorm she finally to the edge of her bed where she got a mirror out from under her bed and examine a few spots that were still left on her body from a couple of nights ago when she told someone that they needed to back of just a little.
Momentarily she examined the two bruises on her arms and one black eye that some girl gave her after punching her in the face when she was totally wasted on the streets. Oh well, its not her problem any more. Anyways she was used to the bruises. Cattie finally slid the mirror back and rose to her feet and she quickly fixed up her bed and went to where her clothes were and plucked out an outfit that she found suitable.
Right after finding clothes she had taken a quickly shower before messing with her hair and covering a least the bruise on her face the other two bruises were just going to have to be left as they were. She applied the rest of her makeup, checked to make sure it was good and then she finally sighed softly as she flipped through her phone. Double checking her phone for text messages from anyone she finally grabbed her bag and left the room with out even saying anything to anyone in her dorm. Actually she didn't know if anyone was even in her dorm room, lately she has been paying less and less attention to her roommates.
Messing with her hair she made her way to the dining hall where she'd finally eat something after pretty much skipping eating twice yesterday and now she regrets it because she is like starving. Hurrying into the Dining Hall she got a plate of food, something to drink, and went to sit down by herself since that's the way she liked it unless she felt the need to sit by a friend of hers. She moved her food around on her plate, softly singing the lyrics to Chiddy Bang's Opposite of Adult's. Every now in between verses she would take a couple bites and then restart over again or take up a little later on in the song. Usually if she would start again she would end up starting at a spot that she knew how to sing.
Zander snored a bit loudly, a habit her had ever since a small child. Before it he woke up to the sound of one of his fellow roommates telling an alarm clock to shut up. Yep, like that was possible. he wished it was possible then he could sleep in more. sighing softly he smacked his lips a bit loudly as he shifted uncomfortably around in his bed a couple times. Some times if he was lucky he was used to his roommate telling the stupid invention to shut up and his episode of throwing it across the room. Of course today wasn't the case. He finally turned on his side and looked at his fellow roommate whom of which had thrown the alarm clock across the room. His roommate was now trying to get most of the boys up now and Zander grumbled, smashing a pillow against his own face before sliding up into a sitting position on his face. Scooting slightly to the side ended up practically throwing the boy completely off the bed with a loud THUD! the occurrence was unexpected and it left Zander groaning softly as he slowly rose to his feet and rubbed his lower back. "Freaking bed side." He mumbled to himself as he messily threw his bed together. He never was really good at fixing up his area but he made it work right now. "Good enough," He whispered, flicking his hand at his bed.
The night before he had already taken a shower because he knew the bathrooms would be flooded with people unlike if you took a shower at night. Glancing around his room he went to wear his clothes were and suddenly became picky as he decided what to wear for the day. At last he decided just on a plain grey button up shirt, a pair of jeans and some simple black vans. He wasn't going to be fancy and for sure he wasn't trying to be fancy at all. He grumbled, sneaking off to the shower area where he quickly changed into his clothes then returned to grab his bag. He looked at his roommates. "Good morning by the way." He greeted them with a small warm smile. He sighed tiredly, then shook his head as he slowly walked from his dorm room. He was tempted to ask if they wanted to join him but considering he wasn't quite in the mood to talk right now he was just going to leave it how it was.
Surprisingly he hadn't taken that long, but that was the usual routine. He liked being quick to get and wasn't trying to be first at anything he just wasn't going to sit there to leave him any kind of time to think about anything. It was hard enough that he constantly thought about his parents, but if you gave him some alone time and some thinking time he would surely go a bit crazy within minutes. Rubbing his eyes a couple times he hurried down the to Dining Hall were he scooped a small amount of food onto his plate before walking to a vacant table where he plopped down and took two bites before he was pretty much done. after thinking about his parents even just a little he suddenly had lost his appetite and longer really wanted to eat at this moment so he kind of just left it the way it was. Finally he yanked a book from his bag and started to read it.