Holding the pieces together [Sync/Open]

[Onzyy]

Bella was over the moon. Her dad had just texted her to let her know that he was coming to visit. She knew her father, and that he would stick to his promises. Though for most of the week that he would be here he would be stuck at business meetings, one day would actually be devoted to her. There was small issue, her father would only be here until Saturday morning when he would be leaving for France or Spain or wherever else he had an office. Walking into the front office she had planned her visit perfectly. The secretaries were on lunch, and Bella hoped that Mr.Rees wasn’t either.

She remembered the embarrassing moment when she had first met the principal. It had been a point where she was in a bad place, and wanted to end her life. He had coaxed her out of her shell and made Bella realise that she could trust again. She had told him her whole story, and he was the first that she had told all that to. Then had come that attack. The one that made all the memories come back, and she had to survive just that. Afterwards she started taking her medication again, the meds that let the pain go away, but not the dreams. The dreams would always haunt her.

Sneaking into the waiting area by the principal’s office, another sigh of relief left her. It was empty. So far luck was on her side, and Bella hoped it stayed that way. She gave a tentative knock on the door and poked her head inside. Her hair had changed since last week. The black dye had almost washed out, and left her with her natural chocolaty brown bangs. Bella still had to decide if she would dye her hair again, but having the old colour back again made her feel more like herself. Her soft vocals broke the silence of the office. “Mr. Rees? Can I speak to you quickly?”

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Dafydd strummed his fingers lazily against the desk, causing both Icey and Cedar to perk their ears. It was lunch time, and he was about to leave to feed himself, the dogs and his horses. His hand left the desk to slide through his wavy locks and then he stood, clicking at both dogs to join his side. Cedar placed himself right against his masters leg. Icey took a while longer to lumber over. Just as he was about to make his way toward the door, a head popped through it. At first, he didn't recognize her. Her sheer black locks had faded and her complexion much more healthy. Then it snapped into him. Of course, Bella. he exclaimed in surprise. He turned back to his seat, earning a disgruntled huff from Icey and a confused glance from Cedar. Come on in. he said, lowering himself into his seat.

What can I do for you today? he asked. The girl was looking much more happier, which pleased him. He offered her a friendly smile, reserved for his students only. He found the students easier to relate to than the staff at the moment. He preferred to help them, their problems seemed easier for him to handle. Yet, some of them had terrible problems. Take Bella, or Cara for a few. Yet, their attitudes made them easier to work with. He sat back in his chair, his warm oracles upon the girl.

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[Onzyy]

Bella pushed the door open a bit more to allow her frame inside. Her soft brown eyes scanned the room, and they fell on the dogs. She wished that Samson could be with her as he was such a comfort to her in awkward times. Her biggest dilemma was asking the head of the school to allow her to bunk, as that was what it effectively was.

Bella bit her lower lip nervously, and her heart thudded in her chest cavity. Um, afternoon sir, she said as she walked towards the desk. She offered him a small smile. When he asked what he can do for her, she wanted to burst out in nervous laughter. Well, I kinda wondered if you could give me permission to skip school on Friday? Bella knew that he would require further explanation, other wise it would be a straight no.

You see, my dad is coming to visit on Friday, and he's flying back on Saturday morning to where ever he needs to be next. France, Australia or New York she added mentally.

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He watched as she hesitantly entered his office, making his smile turn encouraging. Icey picked up on the mood of the girl, lifting himself up to place himself beside her chair when she sat. The malamute was extremely sensitive to human emotions, and he liked to comfort most students who came to the office, except Dafydd's nephew. Dafydd's oracles went back to the girl when she began to speak, and he grinned at her request. He waited for her to explain before replying. His eyebrows lifted at her reasoning, pleasantly surprised. Of course you can, but only this once. He told her, his face becoming serious.

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