The next day, I finally got out of bed at quarter to noon with a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. I got dressed warily and headed down the staircase to lunch. Peering through a crack in the door, I looked cautiously around for new faces, but there weren't any. Sighing with relief, I straightened myself and walked to my usual table. Rose glared at me as a got settled in my seat.
"Where have you been?" she demanded and put down her fork.
"In bed," I responded casually.
"Ok. It's normal for you to be late for breakfast, but just waking up when the rest of us are finishing up lunch!" she yelled.
"Take a chill pill girl."
"Me, take a chill pill? I don't need to take a chill pill!" she shrieked, and I leaned away from her, blinking.
"Wow, Rose. I haven't seen you like this since... yesterday, actually."
"I'm sorry," she yelped. "It's just, I'm nervous about meeting the new girl! What if I don't make a good impression?"
"You seriously need to get a life."
"What if I don't want to?" she said, putting her hands on her hips.
"God save us all," I muttered.
"Hey! What's that supposed to-"
"Is this seat taken?"
We looked up and saw a fairly pretty girl with long brown hair holding a lunch tray. Rose's offended look immediately turned into a huge grin as she gazed at the shy girl before us.
"Of course not!" she said and gestured for her to sit down.
"I'm Rose, and this is Marcie," she continued, pointing at herself and then at me.
"Oh, cool. I'm Serenity," she informed us.
"Wow, such a pretty-"
"Serenity..." I said with mock thoughtfulness. "Isn't that some sort of feeling?"
"Marcie..." she replied, returning the sarcasm. "Isn't that a character in Charlie Brown?"
"Yeah!" she exclaimed. "Your Peppermint Patty's best friend!"
I stared at her in shock. The image of two Rose's running around returned to my mind.
"I don't like you," I said.
"Wow, what a coincidence! I don't like you either!"
"Nice to know..."
"Don't mind Marcie. She gets this way sometimes," Rose told the new girl.
I scowled and stabbed a cracker with my fork.
"Um, Marcie?" my friend turned to me. "That's finger food..."
She rolled her eyes and continued talking to Serenity. After we were all finished, the three of us headed up to the room.
"So this is my bed, and that's Marcie's moon chair," Rose said.
"Yeah, I sleep like a queen," I sarcastically complained.
"Be thankful that you have a place to sleep at all, you ungrateful girl, " my friend lectured as if I was six.
"I'd rather be out on the streets. At least I'd be free."
It was sort of an uncomfortable moment. Then Rose spoke up.
"You don't know how lucky you are."
With that, she continued showing Serenity around the room. I sulkingly went and sat down in my chair. Reaching over to the small table nearby, I pickled up my book (I didn't like to read at first, but eventually Rose convinced me to try and I ended up discovering it was the only fun pastime available) , "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows" and became absorbed in it. The last hours we had before dinner were alright, other than Serenity and her friend gossiping and giggling the whole time. And I was pretty annoyed when our new roommate totally ruined the ending of my book for me. But everything else was okay. Who knows if me and Serenity will ever be friends, but I have to admit, she might not make a bad acquaintance for a while. I sort of like having her around because she is pretty funny, even though she definately has a bad side. Of course it isn't great, but things might just be looking up here at Mrs. Price's Home for Girls.