I gathered my thoughts and wiped my hands across my face, getting rid of the tears and water. I turned the shower off and ran a hand through my dripping hair. "Geez, Daisy." I mumbled to myself and took a deep, shaky breath. "Get it together."
I grabbed my towel and wrapped it around myself, stepping halfway out from behind the shower curtain and grabbed my clothes. Returning to the shelter of the shower and pulling the curtain shut, I slipped my shirt over my head and slid into my pants. Now that I was focusing on something else besides my thoughts, I could hear what was going on throughout the cabin. Throwing my towel over my shoulder, I stepped out to get a better listen. There was a small group of people talking about an escape plan so they wouldn't have to go to the front lines. So far, it didn't sound like a good plan. I couldn't tell if it was a boy or girl, but someone was sniffling and crying, letting the occasional 'I know' slip out in response to whoever was consoling them. The rest of what was happening around the dorm was jumbled up.
With a deep sigh, I walked over to my bed and plopped down, throwing my towel over the railing. I connected faces to conversations. The group with the escape plan, the crying, etc. A few people looked at me, studying my face and quickly returning back to whatever it was they were doing. I figured they could tell I was crying.... Or they either heard me. I rolled my eyes and lay on my back, looking up at the ceiling and returning back to my thoughts. I felt like I wasn't sad anymore. I was angry. Furious!