《Agere Academy》Dinner
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I walked into the massive dining hall and felt overwhelmed. I missed my home, the familiar smell of my bedroom. I held back my tears and stuck to Rose's side. I thought we were kinda friends, but I didn't want to assume she wanted to be my friend, even though she'd been friendly to me.
I collected my food, which was mash with sausages. I looked up at the lunch lady nervously. I was going to try and tell her that I'm vegetarian, but someone shoved me aside so I gave up. As I looked around the cafeteria, I could see littles sitting on their caregiver's laps. Rose came over to me and sighed. "We can't sit on those tables. We have to sit on our own table, until we have a daddy."
I looked at rose, shocked, "You don't want a mommy?" I asked her timidly. She smiled and shrugged. "I don't really know, it's just that everyone says daddies."
She led me over to a table that had some of the girls in our dorm sitting there. I prodded at my mash and ate it cautiously. It wasn't bad, but it wasn't good. The sausages I was avoiding as I'm vegetarian. Rose noticed I didn't touch my sausages and asked me, "Do you not like them?" I shook my head. I didn't really want to tell her I was vegetarian, as when I was a child, people made fun of me and called me a vegetable. It sounds stupid, but it hurts when everyone is against you. "Don't really like them."
Rose nodded. "The food here is kinda off."
I agreed with her mentally. Maybe it was some sort of regression drug, as I felt more like slipping. Or maybe I was wrong about the drug bit, but I was feeling more emotional.,I quickly stood up and banged my knee on the table in my hurry. I didn't like back, and I rushed out of the dining hall. I didn't even know where the bathroom was, so i found a quiet corner and I sat down.
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Fiddling with my fingers, I felt more alone than ever. Well, for a while. Rose followed me and was staring at me curiously. I was curled up and crying loudly and looked up at her. She frowned in confusion but she knew I was sad and that's it. She didn't understand the full reason. I hated this place. I didn't even know what age regression was until my parents sent me here. I wanted out, but now I was too sad to do anything. "Me wants Ted.." I muttered softly. I crawled around on the floor, hopping Ted was nearby. Ted wasn't. I cried more and more, tears streaming down my cheeks and leaving me in a huge heaping mess.
I looked down at the crying girl at my feet. Georgia seemed nice and shy so far, but seeing her helpless in her sad and depressed state made my heart break. I wanted to help her, but I didn't know how. I crouched down to her and wrapped her in a hug. "It's okay, Georgia.." We stayed in our little hug for a while, her eyes closed and head resting on my shoulder. I took this time to think about my life. I had been at this school for 5 days, which meant I had 2 days until I got a caregiver. I kinda wanted a daddy, but for no reason. I was put in this academy because my mother thought I needed 'help'. I didn't. Age regression wasn't an illness or something. Georgia finally moved. She got up, and I could tell she wasn't that sad anymore, as she seemed more embarrassed and shy. I quickly got up and helped her up. She didn't look at me, and I was scared I'd done something wrong or upset her. I wanted to be Georgia's friend, but maybe she doesn't like me, and maybe she thinks I want her to love me or something. I don't of course. We were interrupted by Zander. He took her by her hand and walked off into his office. I already knew he was gonna explain everything to her. That was easy to guess. He'd done the same to me. But, I still don't know if I upset Georgia. She didn't look back at me when she left the corridor we were in. I held back my tears and felt stupid. Why did I have to ruin things?!
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