Allison, Michael and Sophie

Amalia ran a hand through her hair softly, shifting the books around in her arms. She was finally get used to this school... at least, how to navigate through it. It was a bit of a challenge still, to make decent friends. Most of the people came off as well... terrifying. She'd seen that ridiculous blog. Honestly, who would think to make up all that garbage? Especially about her younger sister. It was devastating. She hadn't seen her around though, regardless of their room situation, so she never had the chance to actually ask her what was going on.

She was worried beyond belief about it though. Maybe she should call? No no. She would check back at their dorm, and then after that she would call. Was she overreacting? No! Not at all. This was a completely sane reaction, so she had to know what was happening. She neared her dorm room, struggling with moving around her textbooks before spilling them all onto the ground.