[Narrator's pov]

Sara was in her dorm, as she was instructed to go to earlier, when she got a phone call. It was Mr. and Mrs. Houston. They must've hear about the incident. Or maybe they're calling with information about a transfer. Perhaps both. Sara would have to pick up the call for us to find out.

"Hello, Sara dear" Mrs. Houston spoke when Sara picked up.

"What's up, mom?" Sara responded. You could even tell by her wording that Sara was not meant to be here. I surprised it took them five years to do anything.

"They're having you transferred. This is great" Mrs. Houston informed Sara. She was jumping for joy, literally. This development was quite good.

"Oh this is great, mom. I should go get my stuff packed. When is the transfer?" Sara asked excitedly. She was hoping tonight. The quicker she was out, the better.

"You will start schooling tomorrow, but they'll move you in and give you your uniform tonight" Mrs. Houston answered. Sara was particularly excited for the new uniform. It meant no more itchy turtlenecks. The Bold uniforms were tailored slightly to the students, so everyone could be comfortable and express themselves.

"I'm so excited. I have to go pack now, talk to you later, mom" Sara said. She wanted the call to end quickly.

"Oh yes, of course. Have fun, dear" Mrs. Houston said. Sara ended the call and started packing.

We are now going to jump forward in time because the author is a lazy bitch. No worries, they have given me permission to say that.

"Here you go, your new dorm" Mr. Nevada informed Sara. The room was almost entirely black, and each side looked like the mirror image of the other. This dorms were quite nice.

"Oh, and this is your roommate, Montana Reade" Mr. Nevada said. He pointed to a girl with basically shoulder length blond hair and blue tortoise shell glasses. Her glasses accentuated her blue-grey eyes. Her eyes were quite interesting compared to Sara's brown eyes. Not saying brown eyes are bad. I mean, I have them.

"I will leave you two alone now" Mr. Nevada said. He turned to leave, but stopped and with a smirk adds, "Don't forget to check the first drawer." This made Sara blush and left Tana quite confused. So innocent.

"You can call me Tana, welcome" Tana greeted cheerily. Sara smiled and started to unpack. Tana helped her, obviously.

Mr. Nevada, the author, and I ship it.

Sara has been saved. Tana and her are now together. You'll be seeing more of Tana now. Well anyways, thanks for reading. Comment, vote, whatever.

-SoftxRacoon