Tobi looked down at her
boots as her parents pushed her on through the new building, following a supervisor with bright pink lipstick (which looked more like she had decided to paint her teeth than her lips) and ice blue eyes that, honestly, crept her out a little.
Biting down on her innards of her cheek, Tobi was still slightly in shock after hearing her parent's revelation - They were sending her to Copeland Institute on the day of her 17th Birthday. Yes, on her
Birthday. At first Tobi figured it must have been a joke, of course they wouldn't send her there, right? There wasn't anything wrong with her and Tobi hated herself more than anything for telling her best friend her dark secret; of course she couldn't trust her but it was a heat of the moment thing and Tobi didn't really think before blurting it out.
Sighing, Tobi shook her head out of those thoughts - There wasn't anything she could do about that now so why get worked up about it? Anyway, it's not like her parent's wanted to send her today, it was the Institute that insisted on getting her immediately, like her parent's had explained: They wanted to send her tomorrow. How considerate, Tobi laughs in her mind.
Suddenly, the lady stops at a dorm door and gestures for Tobi's parents to say their goodbyes.
It was most probably the awkwardest thing Tobi had ever encountered, it was as if her parents thought they'd catch Bisexuality from her if they so much as touched her.
All she earned from her mother was a curt "Bye, Love." and a squeeze on the shoulder but from her father, she didn't even merit that, only a meer pat on the back and off they went probably trying to forget they ever had such a disappointing daughter.
"Your room," The Supervisor says, for the first time actually acknowledging Tobi's presence and then swiftly moving off with a small "If you need anything, your roommate will tell you where to find it."
Helpful.
Tobi found herself not wanting to go into the room and standing outside for a fair ten minutes silently having a battle with herself in her mind.
Pulling at her
jumper and wiping her hands that had gotten sweaty from being clenched into fists during her argument on her
jeans, Tobi turned the brass door handle and stepped into the dorm room.
Spotting a girl already there, Tobi puts on a smile "Hey, I'm Tobi - Guessing you're my new roommate, right?"