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Jasmine
Tahoe Lodge

The dream, just like the one the day before, unnerved Jamie. Even as she tried to remember them, they began to fade. As she sat on the bus, her rucksack between ber feet, and an annoying teenager sitting next to her, chatting on her phone, the girls parents paying no attention to her, she played with the necklace she always wore. 

Her own phone buzzed in her lap, and she looked down at it, a smile playing at her lips as she saw the name. "I miss you already! Stay safe, Jamie! Love Adam". Her adopted brother was only a span of years younger then her, but she often thought of him as a little kid, not that she knew him as a child. She responded that she loved him too, and would be home as soon as she could be. 

She looked out the window, wondering what she would tell Adam, and his father, her adopted father this time. Maybe should go for the truth this time. i just needed to get away... yet how could she tell them that, without sounding crazy? She didn't know. Resting her head against the window, as the Tahoe lodge came into view. She didn't know what drew her here, she never knew, but it seemed that each time she had a random trip, she found a piece of herself. Or that's what it seemed to her. 

Glad to get away from the annoying girls chatter, she bounded off the bus. At once view astonished her, and she spun about to take it all in. It was just so beautiful, and she felt free. It was like having a normal life, going to college, going home, well, sometimes she felt trapped. These little escapes made her feel...better. Throwing her rucksack over one shoulder, she started towards the lodge, jogging ahead of annoying girl and family, she entered. 

She hadn't given a thought to booking a room, she had just taken off, so she hoped there would be rooms available, or else she'd be sleeping outside and she didn't relish that thought. Laughter behind her made her glance over her shoulder. Annoying phone girl was laughing, a high pitched laugh that set Jamie's teeth on edge, and saying "I know! It's like if you can't dress right, don't go outside! I mean pink and neon yellow? Ick!"

Jamie looked down at her clothes, unsurprised to see that she was indeed wearing pink and neon yellow. Pink leggings, a yellow jacket, and a plain white shirt. She rolled her eyes, finding the girl petty. Like all teenager girls, or like all teenage girls in her experience. If the girl had left it at that, Jamie would have ignored her. But she didn't. 

"OMG she just looked at her clothes and rolled her eyes, how oblivious can you be?!" 

By now the girl's parents had gone passed her, and we're at the counter waiting to check in. Well, if they weren't going to parent her, then Jamie would do something about it. She approached the girl, who seemed shocked. Jamie merely smiled, flicking ber long blonde hair over a shoulder, she plucked the girls phone out her hand, "may I?" She asked sweetly, before talking into the phone, "I knew girls like you in school, and guess what? Flipping burgers now because they can't count past ten, oh and your little friend? Has had a booger hanging from her nose the entire phone conversation" she smiled again, and handed the phone back to the girl, trotting off without a word, and going to see if she could get a room. 

Perhaps luck was with her, as she got a room. Heading to it, she spent a wonderful Half hour showering off the night on the bus, and making herself feel human again. She tied her hair back to let it dry, as she dressed in bright green pants, a blue jacket and brown long sleeved shirt. Her clothes might be eccentric, but what did she care? Taking out the few course books she had brought, she flicked through the marked chapters, and rolled her eyes. She'd look at it later. 

Rising, she left the room, key and other essentials going into a pocket. She headed to the lobby, intending to check the what you can do brochures. A few hours of fun was what she needed. And then she'd study. Which reminded her to text her study buddy to make sure she was studying the right stuff. And to call the book store to make sure they knew she was away. And she would have to call Adam, before he called her. But she'd have fun. 

Chuckling to herself, she trotted over to the brochures.
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