Michaela's journal

Isabella

I have a new roommate—that was fast. Her name is Isabella. I'm not sure if she's new here or just moved rooms. She seems normal. She was super friendly and made small talk with me but she claims she's been kicked out of every school she's ever gone to and is addicted to about a dozen different drugs. She looks like a typical cheerleader from a movie. Tall and slim, with lightish brown skin and long, curly hair. I'm pretty sure my heart skipped a beat every time she looked at me.