another day another drama ((OPEN))

[cora l. patterson]

I'M MRS LIFESTYLES OF THE RICH AND FAMOUS

I'M MRS OH MY GOD THAT CORA'S SHAMELESS

The blanch paint of the ugly room was all Cora could focus on at the moment. It was even a shock she could focus on such an ugly portion of the room, as she sprawled across her mattress and stared at the ceiling. If she couldn't leave until she was "cured", maybe she would have to make the atmosphere believe she was cured. What was she here for again? To waste more of her inheritance? She blew a raspberry to shoo away the strand of golden hair that rested on her cheek and tucked it behind her ear. This was probably the most content she'd been since she had been admitted. She almost felt at ease for a moment, before she suddenly got annoyed by the mere smell of the room. What she'd do for a drink...Or even a joint...Or even just a breath of smoke from somebody's cigarette. Or even a fuck. Yes, the might be the best cure for her a the moment. A good shag to steal her thoughts away from self pity, and more pouting. The sweet smell of sweat on a handsome boy's skin as he kissed her neck. Cora smiled and bit her lip, closing her eyes slightly as she thought of a happier place far away from White Springs. Of course, at the rate she was going, she'd be stuck here for an eternity...

An annoyed sigh left her lips as snapped up to sit up straight. Cora knew she was required to attend some kind of meeting or other as the day grew later, but she didn't care enough to remember what exactly it was or even when it was to occur. The blond smirked wondering what the doctors would think if she didn't show. It amused her to say the least, that these doctors were so worried about others. It really made her chortle a bit. Didn't they have themselves to worry about? Or even their families? It wasn't a wonder that all of her doctors were ancient, hideous, bastards, who always hit on her mother. The reason she went to her appointments alone now...

Another sigh left Cora's lips when she got to her feet and stood before the mirror that hung on the back of her door. She ran her slender fingers through her golden locks, as she examined her thin frame. She was up for a conquest today...Hell, she was up for anything if she could get out of this god forsaken room! Maybe she'd acquire something to help her get through the rest of the day. Did she want to chance it though? She needed to make everyone believe that she was accepting her problem and trying to get better. That was going to be the new plan. Perhaps if she got through the system this time, her parents would look at her with pride again. Then again, she didn't want to go back to those days. Back to the days when they expected her to excel. It was a game she was playing with them now. She wanted to see how far she could push the rents, and see how much she could achieve from it.

Cora decided against it the idea of finding something to lift her spirits to a higher place, and pulled the door of her dorm open. It was almost time for dinner anyways. She might as well just sit out and maybe attempt to find someone even remotely interesting to chat up. It would be a tedious task, but she figured it was possible. Not everyone sliced their skin open, and drank from their wounds. After walking down the corridors for sometime, the girl seated her bony rear on a chair near the cafeteria's enterance. She rested her elbow on the armrest, and her chin on her palm, sighing hopelessly.