A few hits wont hurt

Iris takes the spliff from Diana. It's been a while since she has smoked but it would be a nice reprieve from the stress of her current situation; **** to attend a stuffy school she didn't want to be at, to seduce a boy she hardly knows anymore, all the help her father out of a debt. She takes a slow steady hit from the spliff, allowing the smoke to fill her lungs. The rush to her head was welcome as she holds it in, passing the joint to Lydia.

"You're a natural." Diana giggles.

Iris exhales and the relaxing sensation washes over her body. "Oh, that's nice. It's been a while." She announces.

"So, what classes do you have?" Lydia asks.

"Some etiquette class and some basics because it's my first year." Iris informs her.

"Yeah, that's pretty standard." Diana says. "Know anyone else here?"

Iris pauses, taking another hit, to think how she should respond. She did follow Lydia in here because she was taking with Arthur. It may not be the best idea to admit she knows him. "A girl I used to know a long time ago, Victoria. I bumped into her this morning."

"Victoria?" Diana ponders. "Isn't that Arthur's sister?"

"Yeah." Answers Lydia, coughing up her hit. "Small world. I kind of have a thing with her brother, Arthur. Do you know him too?"

"I have met him a couple times." Iris tries to play it off.

"What about her older brother, Victor, you know him? Isn't he just delicious?" Diana grins.

"Oh, it was like eight years ago since I have seen them. I wouldn't know." Iris deflects. Although, in regards to Victor, it was the truth. "What do you two do for activities around here?" She tries to change the subject.

"Diana is on the school's vaulting team and goes riding regularly. I'm more into sailing myself." Lydia answers.

"Vaulting?" Iris asks.

"It's like gymnastics but on a horse." Diana answers. "Is this your first prep school?"

"Yeah..." Iris sighs.

"Don't worry about it." Lydia assures her. "Just means you're a breath of fresh air around here."

Iris smiles even though she was starting to feel bad about spying on Lydia. The blond girl was actually rather nice and someone she would enjoy being friends with. "Thanks. I have been worried about fitting in here."

"Just remember, most of these people have the personality of a cardboard box. How much money their parents have being the only noteworthy thing about them." Diana joins in, mashing the last bit of the spliff on the window sill. "Well, I still have to go unpack. See you girls here tomorrow after class?"

"Yeah." Lydia confirms as Diana makes her way to the door.

"Maybe, I don't know what I'll have going on after but if I'm free, I'll be here." Iris says.

"I should probably be getting back to my room as well. It was nice to meet you." Lydia tells Iris. "You going back that way? Want to join me?"

"Sure." Iris responds.

The two walk back to the girls' dormitory, Lydia telling jokes about some of the more stuck up girls. One, in particular, Gracie, is the usual target of Lydia's stories. Apparently, she comes from one of the wealthiest families and is the one she and Diana were talking about earlier. The stories help distract Iris from feeling a little paranoid about the fact she just got high on school grounds and that she is really starting to like the girl who is also after Arthur's affection.

By the time they make it back to the dormitory, it's starting to get a little late and Iris is getting hungry for dinner.

"So what room are you in?" Lydia asks.

"Up on the fourth floor, room thirty-five. You?" Iris responds.

"Up in the penthouse." Lydia laughs. "I'm on the second floor, room seventeen. Hey, I keep a mini-fridge in my closet with some snacks. Do you want to come up? Or are you going to the cafeteria for dinner?"

Iris is having a good time with Lydia and it would be nice to have another friend. But maybe she shouldn't get so close to the other girl vying for Arthur's attention.