Five minutes before eight, the receptionist stands up. ‘Isabella?’ she calls me and I walk over to the desk. ‘Thank you for coming. I’m Tatiana.’ She surprisingly extends her hand for a gentle handshake, smiling brightly at me. ‘Come with me please, I’ll be helping you get settled in.’ She turns towards a side door and I follow her. We enter a very nice but sparse room. Bright overhead florescent lights bathe white tiles and white walls. Large abstract paintings attempt to fill the empty space, but fail miserably- they are obviously grouped to cover up two sets of windows. What little sunlight creeps through the clacks is drowned by the florescent. There sturdy looking desk, a standard office chair, and a bookcase. In the middle there’s a odd looking brown piece of furniture. It looks like a large flat seat cushion with four one foot pegs keeping it off the floor. Tatiana wheels the office chair from behind the desk and takes a seat in it facing the brown… thing. ‘Please Isabella,. Noting that she was fairly calm, I said, “I thought campus was the other way.”She glanced my way, but kept her focus on the road.I grew nervous. “Where are we going?” I asked.She swallowed and said, “To get help.” Her voice was low, like she was restraining herself.My anxiety grew. “Help for what?” I asked. I couldn’t understand what we’d need help for.She shook her head. “Just let me drive. I need to concentrate.”I reached over to touch her shoulder. She seemed tense and I wanted to help ease it if I could.The instant she knew what I was doing, she jerked away. A car that we were passing honked angrily.I pulled back and folded my hands in my lap. I could only see her profile, but she looked scared. “What did I do?” I asked. I thought she’d be mad, not scared. “It wasn’t my fault. Danielle was trying to take off the blanket and...”Jordan shook her head. “Not now. We’ll talk later.”“Okay,” I said and turned to watch the city lights pass by.I had no idea why Jordan had opted for open.
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