fandomhighdorms | The Roof [Thursday evening]

So. She was really, obviously,stupid to think that things would be different here, right? Like...she could just have friends here, and be happy, and oh, god, last week she'd had a party and people had come and no one had made fun of her or paid her at all, and she had a homecoming date, and --

Well. Probably not, anymore. Olive was back to feeling just as ostracized as she had back in Ojai. And it wasn't even that she was embarrassed about what she'd done -- that was a little bit of it, sure. But the reason she was up here on the roof, crying, her knees tucked up to her chest -- and crap, now the cliches were following her, too -- was that she'd gotten used to things just being...normal here. And now the whole thing had followed her after all, and there was a common room of people she actually cared about laughing at her all trussed up in lingerie, who all knew about all of the lying.

So, yeah. Cliche or not, she would just sit here and feel sorry for herself, and then run back down to her room and pack her things before Karolina could notice she was gone. Or something. That didn't seem like the most intelligent course of action, but she couldn't think clearly at the moment.

[totally open, obviously.]

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"Welcome to high school," Olive said, shaking her head.

"Well, it still doesn't change my assessment of things here," Sia said. "How long did people talk about how things were with Umbridge after it happened? Or when all the boys woke up with breasts?"

"I heard about the Umbridge thing from a couple people," Olive said, "and I wasn't here for it....so. People'll talk about things for awhile, still. But maybe they won't dwell."

"I'd say they definitely won't. Outside of radio, which isn't always accurate and is on to new stories the next day anyway, I don't think I've ever heard anything about anyone's social life aside from what you and Jessica have told me yourselves," she pointed out.

"...true," Olive admitted. "And the rumor thing doesn't seem to be an issue here like it is at home. Or in most high schools."

"I think we as a student body have more to worry about than things like what you didn't do before you even came here," Sia told her.

"I'm dating a robot," Olive said, "and my best friends are from war-torn space and superhero-laden New York. I would guess that, yeah, maybe so, but...still. I just wish I could've told everyone on my terms, you know?"

"You deserved that," Sia agreed. Force knew she didn't want her background getting out without being able to control it. "Not that you were ever under any obligation to do so."

"No, but I would've told you, and Jess, and eventually Victor, at least. But I didn't get that chance and it sucks," Olive sighed. "But hey! Now everyone knows that I can rock a corset. You ever need to borrow one, I still have my full supply."

"What, here?" Sia checked. "I suppose they could come in handy at times..."

~~Said she whose one cover involved a bustier.~~

"Seriously, they're so not an everyday thing," Olive said, smiling a little. "But imagine the looks on some of the boys' faces...."

Like Atton, Sia. Like Atton.

"I know where you're going with this and no," Sia said, but she was almost smiling back. Mainly because Olive was.

Olive nodded, ignoring that. "C'mon, I'm not going to be using them. You could totally use them for, like, a seduction."

Yep.

"I'll remember that for the day that I find someone I want to seduce," Sia countered.

"I found someone for you," Olive offered, helpfully. "Who you can seduce."

"You have a fantastic imagination."

But hey, it seemed to be getting Olive's mind off the common room a little.

"His name's Atton."

See, her imagination was awesome.

"Have you mentioned any of this rampant, insane fantasy of yours to him?" Sia wondered.

On one hand, she really hoped not. On the other hand, she should not have to go through this alone.