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Eyelids slowly opened, revealing two soft blue eyes, that immediately shut once more. The bright light that flooded into the room from the window was far too much for the just woken girl at the current moment. An odd wave of fatigue had overwhelmed Jessica the previous night, though thankfully she got a fair amount of sleep, sound sleep at that. No dreams had interrupted her slumber, which she was quite thankful for. Dreams were something the girl never had herself, being a mind reader the only dreams to play in her subconscious were those of others. Often times others had rater intriguing dreams, but usually she found it quite tiresome to have to watch the tales of others lives. Not only that, but whenever she had to deal with the dreams of others she always woke up quite exhausted, considering her mind was actively working to somehow transmit the dreams of whoever was close to her. In order to sleep soundly she had to be far from others, which could only mean that her new roommate wasn't there yet.

Pedro that is. The name of the boy had become engraved on the door the night before, which couldn't help but give the girl a fright. Whether or not the suicidal boy hated her she didn't know, last she had seen him she had prevented him from the demise he wished upon himself. If it wasn't for her the pain would've gone away. Had she been wrong in saving his life? Maybe, but she knew she couldn't have lived with herself if she had witnessed Pedro plummeting to his death. The well being of others was important to the girl, and even though she barely knew the boy she still wished for him to be okay, and in her opinion suicide was not the right answer. However, that didn't mean she was looking forward to seeing Pedro.

Maybe the boy would be grateful for her actions?
Ha.
That was a false hope and she knew it.

Sighing, the girl finally allowed her eyelids to remain opened, staring at the wall next to her. Moving from her position was something the girl had no desire to do. Getting up meant she would have to get ready for the day, and getting ready only meant the inevitable meeting between her and Pedro would happen. If she stayed in bed he probably wouldn't approach her, but staying in bed all day wasn't an option. However, lingering for a few more moments couldn't hurt. Besides, Jessica had made herself comfortable. The soft bed seemed far more like a cloud in heaven than a mattress, the fluffy comforter had only helped envelope her slender body all the more. Yea, she wasn't moving. Not yet.

Not only did the creak of the door opening alert the motionless girl that her roommate had her arrived, but the thoughts of his that flooded into her mind told her so as well. Words that she wished she couldn't hear rampaged relentlessly in her mind as if someone was screaming in her ear. Being a mind reader had many down sides, anger of others causing one of them. If someone thought while they were influenced by wrath it would engender an excruciating headache to be inflicted upon anyone listening, which at that moment was unfortunately Jessica. Groaning in pain, the girl moved about in her bed, wishing even less to move from where she had been resting peacefully. When the pounding began to subside she knew that the boy's thoughts had softened to something less fierce, which was good news for her for two reasons. One, that meant the headache would begin to fade away until it was barely there. Two, that meant that he wasn't so caught up in his anger. That meant it was most likely somewhat safe for her to roll out of bed, which she found herself doing moments later.

On her feet, she cautiously moved towards her door, hesitating before opening it. Her head peeked out first in order to see if the boy was anywhere in sight, which she found to be true considering the boy was plopped onto the couch in the living area of the dorm. From there he wouldn't be able to see her, which meant she might have been able to get ready for the day without him knowing. Of course taking a shower and everything would cause noise, so he would know she was there. But as long as she didn't have to speak to him everything would be okay. At the moment the boy probably just wanted space, which she would give him. She quickly slipped into the long hallway, moving quietly towards the bathroom. Once she entered the small room a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she allowed her slender body to rest against the door frame. Unfortunately, her moment of realization only lasted a moment, as Jessica then decided to quickly begin her morning routine. First the girl brushed her teeth, hating the taste that lingered in her mouth after sleeping. How anyone could stand not brushing her teeth she didn't know, for hygiene was something the girl cared about greatly. She always made an attempt to brush her teeth after every meal. Cleanliness had always been important to the girl.

Moments later, a frown became fixed onto Jessica's lips as her blue eyes failed to see her face wash on the counter next to the sink. Where was it? She hadn't remembered moving it.. Ah wait, she had washed her face in the shower the previous night, she had just left it in there. In order to retrieve the face wash, Jessica moved towards the shower, of course failing to notice the small puddle of water she had left the night before. When she did notice it was to late, considering she was already on her way towards the ground. However, instead of her head meeting the cold hard floor it decided to slam against the edge of the shower instead, which hurt like a b***h. "

The fervent pain in her head continued to ring. Pain was a horrible thing for any mind reader to experience, for when in pain their powers tended to go haywire, only making the pain worse. The angry thoughts of the suicidal boy and the unfortunate position of the shower had made her head bang with with a ferocity worse then any headache. It would soon be over though. Usually she had more of a tolerance to pain, but when it came to head injuries she was quite the weakling. I should clean up this mess... The girl then thought to herself as she rubbed her palm against her pained head. Reluctantly, Jessica then crawled towards where her towel was hanging on the towel rack and pulled it down, finding it pointless to stand to her feet. Moments later she found herself soaking up the puddle of water that had caused the fiasco to occur in the first place. Once the towel had successfully mopped up the collection of water she sat down on her butt to wipe of the water that had decided to cling onto her skin. Not that she really cared, considering she was going to get in the shower soon anyways, but she figured she might as well. However, she was soon interrupted by the arrival of Pedro in the small bathroom.

The blue gaze of Jessica only averted to him for a second after he spoke, as if she was making sure that the words had come from him. For they seemed to be nothing that the boy would say, from what she knew of him at least. His attitude seemed to have been replaced with that of her former roommate, which was far from a good thing for Jessica. She figured it would be like that for some time, but that didn't mean she was going to allow herself to be walked over. No. The boy had to know that she didn't regret what she had done, or that she at least wasn't going to let him know that she did. "At least I don't fall off balconies." She said coolly in response as she stood to her feet.

His words continued to sting her, not because of what he said, but because of who he was. If it was Justin she would just brush it off, that was who he was. Pedro being so bitter just didn't seem to fit; had saving his life really been quite the mistake? Honestly, she continuously asked herself said question, only to feel guilty in the end. At the current moment the guilt seemed to overwhelm her for whatever reason, which she oddly couldn't shake off. Thankfully, the boy had said he was going to the cafeteria, meaning he was going to get away from her. It was only moments later that he left, the guilt disappearing and her her headache subsiding. Relieved, she turned toward the shower, turning out the water. Quickly, Jessica stripped herself of her clothes and stepped into the hot shower, enjoying the scalding hot water that was pounding against her skin. She allowed herself to stay in the shower for quite some time, finding it quite the relaxing moment. Once she stepped out she would have to face more people. Though she would try and meet new people, get her mind off things.

After stepping out of the shower the girl immediately went to finish her morning routine. She threw on an outfit that was nothing special, just a white dress and a pair of pink heels. She then applied her make-up and put her various hair products into her hair. Sitting there and blow drying her hair was something she had no desire to do, so she decided to let her hair dry with it's natural loose curls, which she would probably pull into a pony tail later.

Pushing the thoughts of Pedro aside, Jessica then walked out of her dorm, not quite sure of her destination.