Zach's POV:
I'm supposed to be unpacking but I'm more focused on Melody than the task at hand. Her attention is on her phone as she twirls a curl around her index finger. She has long, brown locks of wavy hair. Her eyes are a hazel colour although she hides them beneath a layer of dark, smoky make up.
She's wearing the same uniform that all the girls are wearing except she looks better in it than they do. What's more, instead of the uniform black school shoes she should be wearing, she has a pair of vans on her feet.
Looking up, she catches me watching her. She frowns but doesn't say anything, taking me by surprise. I'd expected a telling off. From what I've gathered about her in the few hours I've known her, she's about as blunt as they come.
"It's almost time for dinner," she says instead.
I glance at my watch, trying to remember what my welcome pack had said.
"Five thirty pm?"
She nods her confirmation. Abby grimaces.
"You mean I have to move?"
"Yup."