"What the heck is happening?"

I was led into a room by mother Susan with four beds, an attached bathroom,four small cupboards attached with all the Beds, maybe to use for keeping personal belongings, A medium sized table in the middle for study.

Typical dorm rooms..

No one was present in the room at the moment but I can say that people do stay here. That means I will have or I already have roommates.. Maybe they are at school. I have to talk with mother Susan about my admission in the school.. will do that tomorrow.

Mother Susan led me to a bed and asked me to rest. So I assume that it's gonna be my bed till the time I stay here before something interesting happens that forces me to leave it.

Please note my sarcasm where I said 'interesting'.. 

Mother Susan left the room but not before giving me a polite smile and a gentle pat on my head.

Do real mothers do that with their children?? Maybe.. I don't know.. I don't have one.

I sighed. It was not something that could damp my mood. I got used to the fact that I am an orphan. I don't have anybody in this world.

I am not like some typical orphan who would waste time in thinking about my family, parents, why they left me, was I unplanned and all ,blah.. blah.. blah..

But that doesn't mean these thoughts never occurred. It's just I soon realized, for my betterment, that it is pointless to think about all this. The world is way too big and I was way too small to find answers for those questions, all alone.

It's not like I am emotionless. I am actually very sensitive. My eyes pull up with tears at everything that I don't like. My eyes tear up even when I am frustrated.

I cry silently nobody hears, nobody sees, nobody knows and nobody cares. And I like it that way.

It's just the walls that I built up around me is way too strong than my stupid tears and sentiments. I don't like to be seen as weak. I hate to be seen vulnerable. I strongly hate that. But don't get deceived by that, I can be more strong than you think. 

I sighed. I am feeling drained out, tired. I took out the towel from the cupboard and put my backpack inside it. I don't have many things with me. I have very little amount of clothes with me. Two pairs of jeans, a sundress, two pairs of tops, a frock, one pair of new undergarments, a pajama suit and that's it. Though I never wore the sundress and don't think I will ever will.. I have my dark reasons..

Taking the towel, I entered the bathroom to get fresh. I closed the door behind me. I opened the tap of the basin and splashed water at my tired face. I looked at my reflection into the mirror in front of me. My dark brown hair that almost looks black, is messy, tied into a loose ponytail. My skin is pale. I have a little cut under my small lips. Luckily that is the only damage from today's interaction in the morning with Mason.

My grey eyes are almost colourless, similar to that Dylan Winchester, looking back at me. 

Wait a minute! Where did that come from?!

I shook my head and got rid of his thoughts.

I looked back at the mirror and I don't think that is how a girl at my age should look like.

I sighed for the 3rd time. I can feel tears pricking at the back of my eyes when the happenings of morning starts to knock on my brain.. Remember when I told you I was sentimental. That is what I meant.

I shake my head to not cry.

"It's a new start, Grace. A new start." I muttered at myself to encourage me.

I quickly splashed some more water at my face. Then I dried my face with the towel and headed into the room. I don't want to take a shower now, though I badly needed one.

I am exhausted and it's around 4:30 p.m. I am thinking about taking a short nap before the evening snacks.

Maybe tomorrow I will have to do the remaining official procedures about my stay and studies. Whatever I will think about it later. Right now the bed is calling me way too seductively for me to reject it's offer.

I jumped into the bed without wasting much time and a small breath out of relaxation escaped my mouth.

I closed my eyes but suddenly all the hair of my body stood up, a shiver ran from my head to toe. That's a sign that something is going to happen.. something I am not prepared for..

"Uhh.. ohh.. not a good sign!" 

***

After almost 2 hours

I could hear someone murmuring something around me. I couldn't quite catch what they were saying as I was still half unconscious, in my sleeping state. I could feel their eyes on me. I was coming back to consciousness and I could say that they are talking about me. 

"Are you sure??"

"Yeah! She is the one. The whole orphanage is talking about her."

Well..?

"But, why she?? She is so average! No pretty at all." 

Ouch! That's rude! So, yeah, they are definitely talking about me. And they somehow sound irritated to me. But what did I do to irritate them? While it's them who were irritating me!

"What's her name?" 

This time I thought I would reply to them.

"Grace." 

They let out a small shriek. I guess I caught them off guard. 

Ha ha take it! 

I opened my eyes and sat straight while leaning back to the wall, adjusting my pillow at my back. I looked around to see 3 pairs of shocked eyes looking at me. 

I am assuming that they are my roommates. One of them was wearing a pair of glasses that was sliding down from her nose bridge as she was bowing down. One of them was chewing gum but stopped it when I caught her off guard. The last one has the most beautiful pendant I have ever seen. 

"Damn!! She has the same eyes."

As Dylan Winchester? I noticed..

"And the same hair!"

I also noticed that..

"Does she have the same dimples also??"

Wait! Whom they were comparing me to? And why did I think they were comparing me to Dylan Winchester? 

Gosh!

I rolled my eyes at their behaviour. They were talking about me while acting like I was not here!

"Hello! It was nice to meet you too. It's so generous of you all to talk to me. More like talk about me." Sarcasms were dripping with every word I uttered. I plastered a fake smile to look excited.

That embarrassed them a little as they pushed themselves away from my bed. 

"Sorry to disturb you. We didn't mean to irritate you. It's just we got a little curious about you." The girl with glass explained with a little voice. 

She seems nice to me.

"Ahh.. that's okay. So include me also in your conversation.. about me, please." She blushed a little out of embarrassment. She is cute!

"We were just wondering how you got so lucky." I looked to my left to see the girl who was chewing gum said that. 

"Lucky? Lucky about what? To get roommates like you? Trust me I don't consider myself lucky then. Not at all!" I replied sassily with fake enthusiasm.

"No. To get adopted, that too just after in some hours of your arrival." Said the girl with a beautiful pendant. 

I was still registering the words in my mind when the girl with glass tried to say something more.

"That too by the one and only Win.." 

She couldn't complete the line when the door opened and Miss Liza stepped in. 

"Miss Grace, follow me till the office." 

Saying that she turned around to leave but she wasn't pleased to inform me this, I could say that by the glare she gave me before leaving. 

What put her pants into fires again?

I looked at the girls as if asking about the order I got right now and they were grinning from ear to ear like idiots. Don't mind me for being rude here. I am just confused!

My head was spinning with all the words that I heard in less than a minute. I was getting adopted? By whom? Why did they say that I got lucky by getting adopted by those who were going to adopt me? Who were they comparing myself to? Why was I called to the office at this time? 

"Oh, don't mind her. She is always like this." The girl with the pendent said.

"What the heck is happening?!" I asked in complete misery. 

I guess I am still sleeping. 

"No, you are not sleeping. You will know once you go to the office." The glass girl winked at me. 

Oh, I don't want to know. Trust me.