Hayley sat on her bed, sitting leaned against the wall is was set up again, her hand occasionally running through her hair in a frustrated manor. She could hear someone bustling around the room in attempt to gather as much as her clothes as she could. Really, she didn't mind them in her room, she just hated that she couldn't help. "Ms. Ro-" Hayley's gaze shifted to the butler who stopped in her doorway, her sightless gaze glaring in his general direction. The man cleared his throat. "I apologize, Hayley. Your mother says she wants you both downstairs, at the car in twenty minutes," he said before footsteps let her know she and her best friend were alone again. "I can't believe you're actually leaving," Lucie complained. She was closest to Lucie among her three friends. "It still sucks, because my dad said I couldn't visit you," Lucie continued, with a huff, zipping up her friends suitcase. "I know, but I'll have my phone," Hayley promised. "I'll call you as much as I can." Lucie sighed and nodded, flopping on the bed beside Hayley. The two talked for a bit longer before Hayley heard her mother calling her down. Lucie sighed and got up, along with Hayley who grabbed her bag. She didn't have a lot, just one large one, and a little one to put toiletries and small items in. Hayley took it upon herself to grab the wheeled one, despite Lucie's attempt to grab it from her. "I got it!" Hayley had snapped when her friend's hand grazed her on the handle. Lucie's hand immediately retreated, and she muttered a sorry. People treating her like she couldn't do a damn thing got on her nerves. Mind you, she hadn't meant to snap, and she knew her friend was just looking after her, she hated being viewed as someone unable to do anything. She'd spent the first eighteen years of her life with the ability to see, and she had adapted fairly quickly. Though, there was a few kinks she hadn't gotten use to quite yet, like the fact that she had a laptop gathering dust in the corner of her room. Or that she couldn't draw anymore, or simply even star-gaze with her little siblings. That thought sent a pang to her heart. Sighing, she dragged her bag down the hall, and thumping her way down the stairs. Lucie followed her closely, in her hands the smaller bag. Outside, Hayley could hear the car running as well as her father talking to someone on the phone. "I guess we should say bye now, huh?" Lucie said. Hayley sighed, and nodded, bidding her friend goodbye with a hug and retrieving the smaller bag. "See you around, Luc," Hayley promise before going outside to meet her parents. Following the sound of the engine, she flinched when the butler came and took her things to place them in the car. She stiffened considerably when her mother fulled her into a hug, as she was taken by surprise. "Oh, honey," her mother murmured into her ear. "I'm sorry we have to shoo you away like this." Hayley shrugged, pulling away from her mother. "When do I get to come home?" she asked. Hayley heard her mother sigh, followed by the reply, "I'll call you." Moving closer to the car, next she was approached by her father who placed a hand on a shoulder to merely show her where the car door was. He seemed to be the only one to understand that she wanted to learn to do things on her own, and he was probably the only reason she had gotten so far with it. Giving him a sad smile, she gave him a hug before locating the car door once again and ducking into the car. "I called and arranged for someone to meet your at the house. His name is Warren. Please give him a chance, I know you don't like having someone on your back all the time, but I'm taking necessary precautions." Hayley didn't like the sound of that, but she nodded nonetheless. "I love you, pumpkin. Call me when you get there," her father said. "I will. I love you too, Dad," she replied, and with that the door was closed. Placing her seat belt over her torso, she once again fell silent as the car lurched forwards before it turned and straightened out on the street. The drive to there was nearly three hours, and Hayley was on the verge of loosing her mind when someone finally opened the door. She immediately leaped from the car, nearly tripping on the curb. Balancing herself out awkwardly, she hoped no one saw that as she stuck her hands, casually, in the pockets of her hoodie. Standing on the curb, she stood stiffly as she waited for someone to point out where to go, at least, as she had no idea where she was at. "Uhm..," she murmured, glancing back in the general direction of the car. The engine was still running, plus the sound of her bags being placed beside her let her know that the driver hadn't left yet.