Was everything in the bag now? It should be, she had checked it many times. There's going to be a washing machine there right? Yeah it probably will, if there isn't any she can just go down to the laundry room here and wash it. Or change clothes completely. Why are she even thinking about this?! So stupid.
Alex closed the bag one more time and sighed, so freaking stupid. Once again she picked up the letter from the bed, reading the words to see if she had missed something. Nope, nothing. She had to go there. Why bother? Why don't she just listen to her parents and move after them instead, it would been so much easier. While shaking her head she picked up the bag, no that would just mean she had lost the fight. She could do this. If she just tried a little bit more... Okay, a lot more. Maybe she should make the bed before leaving no that would be stupid no one is going to see this. Cleaning is something she can do after this was over.
After a long and hard struggle with herself Alex finally left the apartment and locked it. She didn't want to do this, it felt stupid. Like she needed something like this. She just needed to put more effort into studying! So irritating. Idiot school. Every step down the stairs felt like a deathblow, it still felt unpleasant to be outside. Even if she knew that not that many had seen it, like why would they have done that? But she knew that it existed and if it existed some people can find it. She didn't want anyone to find it, she didn't want it to exist. That stupid retard! She should have hit him harder or more. Something. She should have done something.
Once down on the street, she pulled up the hood over her face. It felt better that way. Like she was a little secure. It wasn't that many people out this time of the day either, well not in this part of the town. If she just had a little more she would move somewhere else probably, but for the time being she was satisfied. After a while she passed the school and something in her made her feel like destroying a window or something. Maybe set the whole school on fire? Maybe she will do that later today, right now she must be there in time so she won't be "expelled". Stupid. Oh no... Is there going to be people from her school there to? No... She doesn’t want that! NO. Just NO. Wasn't summer breaks for relaxing or something like that? So relaxing this is going to be. Maybe she will break down mentally or something by this stress? That wouldn't surprise her.
Kicking one of the rocks in front of her Alex noticed the camp site, so this was it. Well it didn't look as bad as she had thought it would, it actually looked kind of nice? Well more like welcoming. This wasn't her kind of place, it felt a little primitive. It felt a little lame. Like she was back in kindergarten or something, so humiliating. Unwilling she went inside and went to the bulletin board in the middle to find out which cottage she was supposed to stay in. She followed the names with her finger until she found it, "Number five? Okay I guess." She looked at the other names, there was people from her school, or maybe not? Why would she bother to learn all the names! And she saw it, another name in number five. Was she supposed to live with a stranger?! Wasn't it enough that she had to live here? Are they trying to kill her or something? It's just going to be strange... What if that person is a complete lunatic? Maybe she will get killed in her sleep?! What does she get if she get killed?! Wait what? If she's dead she can't get any compensation.
After examining the map and finding number five she went there, irritated by the fact that she could find someone there. It was one long minute she just stood in front of the door and sighed, slowly she put her hand on the door handle and turned it. Be empty, please be empty! It was empty. Happy again she put her bag on the bed closest to the window. Just to be sure, maybe she needed to escape a murderer or she just wanted to leave for the night? Now she didn't need to climb over someone else. Maybe she should unpack or something? Nah, to boring.
After a quick look in the mirror she went outside again. When was that first lesson? Oh that's right it wasn't called "lesson" here it was a "time to socialize". Like she needed to learn that. Maybe she should look at that bulletin board again to see if the times were written there? It sounded like a good idea, probably better then running away which what was she were doing at the moment. She should stop doing things like that while still thinking about the options. After slowing down she started to walk towards the bulletin board again. Maybe it would be a good summer either way if she just relaxed a little and went with it.