"Sit" Jason said pointing to a bed as soon as we entered his dorm. It was nothing like mine. It was bigger, spacious. And cluttered...one side more than the other. And it wasn't the side I was commanded to sit at...I guess this is a case of like boyfriend like girlfriend. The room was painted light green, unlike mine and Sienna's room. It had posters of football clubs and players, and what I was guessing was Matt's side had posters of rock bands as well. He had a huge calendar that had a picture of a black misshapen guitar on it. The three wooden shelves above his bed was filled and overflowing almost to it's breaking point with books and papers, other knickknacks and...there were even shoes up there. His blue sheets were straightened though, at least I could give him that much. However, he had books and a few clothes on his bed like he was in a hurry and just threw them on there. On his bedside table,he had the same mess. A cup of ramen was in it with the chopsticks sticking out. I'
Virginia: Can we talk after class, please? It was the first thing I saw when I turned my phone on in the morning, okay not necessarily in the morning because the sun hadn't even risen yet. I woke up to pee, and when I was done and came back to bed, I took my phone to check the time and instead freaked out just looking at the message from Virginia because I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I never added her contact details to my short contact list. I sat for a while just string at the phone and her message, and I only came to my senses when the screen timed out and I was faced with a black screen. When I turned it on again, I was calling Jason in a rush, and when he picked up half asleep, my panicked voice and words had him waking up faster than an alarm could. "Calm down Rose, relax and tell me what's going on. Whose number do you have?" He rushed to calm me down, because I was obviously not making much sense with what I'd said earlier. "Virginia, her number...she sent me a
"Packed and ready to go." My dad said, patting the hood of the car as the last of my boxes were packed into the back of the worn out red pickup truck. His voice lacked its usual enthusiasm, and he sounded sad even though he was trying his best to sound happy for me, excited. It's not that he wasn't...well the whole family wasn't excited, it's just that...I sighed. Ever since my acceptance letter from the North Seattle College came in, there had been this blanket of sadness over the whole family. They wanted me to stay and go to a local college, and then help them on the strawberry farm, or at least use my degree in Business Administration to run the shop, and I honestly didn't want that. I wanted more than strawberries and little shops, a small town with a handful of people that you see everyday, I wanted more. I didn't know what I was going to meet out there in Seattle, but I knew I wanted it, and I was ready to go, my mind was made up. "Promise me that you'll be fine, Rosie." my
The problem with moving to a new place when you know no one and are expecting someone is the annoying brick called anticipation residing in your stomach layered with cements of skeptism. I was laying on my made up bed after packing all my stuff, making my side of the dorm room honey to me and taking a shower. The walls were white washed, and while my roommate's side of the room was covered in posters of some boy band, my side was clear, I had some of my novels neatly arranged beside my bed, beside them was a framed picture of my family at the farm, and a digital clock that doubled as an alarm in the shape of a strawberry. Then nothing else. My sheets were white with little pink flowers, and everything about my side was neat and tidy. I liked my space neat and tidy all the time, but that's not all, I wanted to make a good first impression. Something my roommate will appreciate, I hoped she would like me, or at least she wouldn't have issues with me. She certainly didn't have i
Over the next few days, I went everywhere I possibly could on campus, I didn't want to get lost especially on my first of class come Monday. After orientation, I would go around and find out where different things and places where. After my in campus tour, I begun to go out of school. It was weird, the difference between my home and school, it was like two different worlds. There were so many people around, and even more different things to see and do. It was refreshing and addictive. Had I not been out looking for a part time job, I would have spent much more time exploring. But I needed to get looking. By the end of the week, I'd secured a spot for myself in a bookshop not too far from school. I was elated, I guess Lizzy's dream was coming true, just in a different form and place. The owner, Mr. Henry Potter (funny as that sounds) was a jolly old man who had the bookshop overflowing and had no help around the place because people thought the bookshop creeped them out. For some re
I was nervous, wringing my arms in front of me and straightening my white shirt all over again. I woke up early today and got ready for my first class. My hair was held up in a neat bun, and I was wearing a neatly straightened white shirt with form fitting jeans paired with black flats and a black handbag. I looked good on the outside,but inside was a different matter all together. I was a nervous wreck, my stomach was all tied up and in knots, and...yeah, it wasn't pretty.I was just standing in front of the double doors of the lecture hall,hoping I can rewind and be back in bed. I just didn't know what to expect. Everything was so different from things at home, and I didn't know what to expect.I'd never had a panic attack before, but I was certainly seconds away from one now, and even though it was a little chilly, it seemed I was going to break into a sweat. I wasn't even sure I was breathing right at that point.I turned, ready to bolt and go take care of my nerves before openi
He was sitting at the front desk, nose deep in a...my brows furrowed, was that my book? Rude. I just studied him as he sat there reading my book. He was indeed handsome, and while he didn't look too old, he was also wasn't so young. Probably somewhere in his thirties. He kinda reminded me off one of the male protagonists from my romance books, lots of money, matured, handsome, true his word, because he definitely stayed when he said he would, and we'll... I didn't know him yet, so I couldn't tell who and what exactly he was. I took a step forward and suddenly his eyes snapped up to look at me. I like his eyes, like melted chocolate. My mouth watered, even though I'd just consumed a whole meal and my drink was still in my hand. He stared at me with a lazy smile on his face, and I think I went weak in my knees. I should have hoped he gave me a guilty smile for going through my stuff and reading my book, but my knees almost gave way under me for that lazy smile that just looked glo
"Mom, you don't need to worry about it, I'm studying, I promise. Besides, it's not like I'm having any extra curricular activities or anything, aside school and work, I have nothing to do." I whined to my mom over the phone, she was constantly telling me to focus on my studies and not give my attention to anything unnecessary including my storybooks, her words, not mine. I sighed, it's been twenty minutes since we started talking and I was all in for giving an excuse and hanging up. I shut that thought down though, it's still only been a few weeks since I left, not even a month. If I started doing this now, then by the time I go a year, I wouldn't even be calling home at all. She was just worried, I just left, and my mom has always been a tad bit overprotective, coupled with what happened with Felix, it was just a normal reaction, nothing extraordinary. Suck it upWe spoke for a few more minutes before she had to go check on her stew and hanged up. I almost told her to save some for
Virginia: Can we talk after class, please? It was the first thing I saw when I turned my phone on in the morning, okay not necessarily in the morning because the sun hadn't even risen yet. I woke up to pee, and when I was done and came back to bed, I took my phone to check the time and instead freaked out just looking at the message from Virginia because I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I never added her contact details to my short contact list. I sat for a while just string at the phone and her message, and I only came to my senses when the screen timed out and I was faced with a black screen. When I turned it on again, I was calling Jason in a rush, and when he picked up half asleep, my panicked voice and words had him waking up faster than an alarm could. "Calm down Rose, relax and tell me what's going on. Whose number do you have?" He rushed to calm me down, because I was obviously not making much sense with what I'd said earlier. "Virginia, her number...she sent me a
"Sit" Jason said pointing to a bed as soon as we entered his dorm. It was nothing like mine. It was bigger, spacious. And cluttered...one side more than the other. And it wasn't the side I was commanded to sit at...I guess this is a case of like boyfriend like girlfriend. The room was painted light green, unlike mine and Sienna's room. It had posters of football clubs and players, and what I was guessing was Matt's side had posters of rock bands as well. He had a huge calendar that had a picture of a black misshapen guitar on it. The three wooden shelves above his bed was filled and overflowing almost to it's breaking point with books and papers, other knickknacks and...there were even shoes up there. His blue sheets were straightened though, at least I could give him that much. However, he had books and a few clothes on his bed like he was in a hurry and just threw them on there. On his bedside table,he had the same mess. A cup of ramen was in it with the chopsticks sticking out. I'
Alexander and I walked hand in hand to his car after a while. It was getting late and we both needed to go. When I asked him why he didn't just drive us to the park but made us walk, he simply laughed softly and answered. "I may live in luxury, but I'm first and foremost a doctor who strongly believes in healthy living. If I drive myself to and from any place I want to go, I don't think I can brag about my impressive abs by the end of the year." He half joked. I laughed. "Impressive abs, huh?" I laughed. "Oh come on, you've only ever seen me in suits. One day, I'll come out of my car and into the bookshop with only my boxers on, and then you'll not only get to stare in awe at my abs, but my muscles as well." He wiggled his brows at me making me laugh. Then he held his hand out, made a fist, and then made his hand into an 'L' so I could see his muscles like the body builders do. I hunched over, laughing out loud. "Interesting, you'll have to enroll into one of those bodybuilder sho
"Okay, so how exactly do people start stories?" He asked me, a small smile on his lips. I paused to swallow before answering uncertainly."Uhh... " Once upon a time" , or " long ago in a far away land"...Oh! "Or there once lived a prince or princess." " The look he gave me was comical, like he'd sucked on an extremely sour lemon. I laughed out loud. "What?!" He shook his head a little as if to shake my words out of his head. I laughed again."I'm just glad I was more interested in non fiction than fiction. I just...what the hell kind of beginnings are those?!" "They are the beginnings that princesses like me used to love when we were children." I grinned at him teasingly, but the look on his face, in his eyes when I said that... I couldn't place it and it made me feel things in my stomach that I didn't quite understand, but it was gone almost as soon as it came and I wasn't able to figure it out. I cleared my throat awkwardly and sat straight. He caught the change and moved to bring
After Virginia left, I spent what seemed to be hours sorting out the books, I also had a few people coming to pick up some books. Generally, it was a really good business day. By the time five rolled by, I was in need of food, but I had about three customers, a group of girlfriends choosing their books from the romance and fantasy sections. I could hear them giggling and commenting on the various books. They didn't seem like they were in a hurry to go anywhere, however my stomach was trying to stab me from the inside out. As I was contemplating going over to tell the girls that I needed to eat so they needed to hurry, my phone pinged, notifying me of an incoming message. I picked up the phone and instantly smiled, my stomach pains temporarily on hold. Alexander: I'll bet my right arm that you're currently on all levels of hunger. My reply was immediate. Rosette: It's a bet you're not going to lose on any level.Alexander: Anything specific you'd want to eat?Rosette: There are st
I woke up early and with a smile on my face. A smile that had no doubt been there all through the night. I stretched out and sat up on the bed when... "Hello Roomie, good morning. How are you?" My smile instantly dropped. Yeah, Sienna's faux cheery and friendly voice in the morning could that to anyone and any smile. I let out an annoyed breath because how on earth was I supposed to deal with her? "What do you want from me Sienna?" My voice mirrored my annoyance. "Ooo would you look at that, our shy little strawberry has finally grown some balls. How old are you feeling now, I bet you're feeling pretty matured now, aren't you?" I rolled my eyes, good thing I ignored her last night. I didn't even acknowledge her after that, just got up and out of bed, and went for a long soothing shower. By the time I got back into the dorm, Sienna was laying down and on her phone. I ignored her and went about getting ready for my day. I had a class at eleven and it was only seven, but I wanted t
I unlocked the door to the dorm and stepped inside, and even though I was holding my breath and hoping Sienna wasn't around, she was. She was in bed, scrolling through her phone and as soon as I entered the room, she put it down and sat up, her sheets falling to her waist. "Hi Rosette" she sounded chirpy, not the least bit apologetic for what she had done to me or even how that affected me. And that annoyed me, not that I wasn't already mad at her for what she did, so what did I do? I ignored her. I plugged my phone into the charger, stripped and got ready for a shower. Then I left her staring at me with narrowed eyes as I went to take my bath. Surprisingly when I got back, she was asleep, and I didn't mind. I just pulled on my PJs dried and braided my hair before settling between my sheets. I unplugged my phone and there was a text from Alexander around the time I'd gone to shower. After agreeing to meet up with him again, he had us exchanging numbers saying that he will keep in
Unfortunately, I didn't bail like I wanted to, I stayed for ninety minutes and watched boys pass a ball around and occasionally put it in a net while people cheered and yelled. And throughput the game, nothing triggered my gag reflex more than watching number eight playing well and being all friendly with number six. My personal brand of hell. After the most excruciating ninety minutes of my life, the game finally ended and I was all but out of here, even as the cheers went on because the white and blue team won with Jason scoring two out of three goals. It was a team I suspected wasn't the Business and Accounting team if the looks of disappointment on some of mates' faces was any indication, that meant that Jason belonged to the STEM department.I was out of my seat and far from the cheering fans before long, and I knew deep down that I should at least wait for Jason, or let him know I made it, but with how friendly he was being with number eight, I could tell that they were good
I think I look like one of the zombie's from Hotel Transylvania, because I undoubtedly felt like one. I was supposed to be rushing off to my early morning class for a quiz, but I honestly couldn't find it in me to walk without dragging myself around because I just felt tired and drained, sluggish. The reason? Sienna.It's as simple as that. I could say it was lack of sleep, but the root cause of that lack of sleep was Sienna. She was slowly trying to make life unbearable for me, I could just feel it. I couldn't feel it before because I thought she just didn't like me, but the small devilish smile she gave me when my alarm woke me up this morning was nothing I could overlook. I don't believe I hate people, but after last night, I was pretty close to it.Sienna's friends minus one left well past 1am when I was already struggling to keep my eyes open. At least I was glad I could got back to my bed and sleep...only, I couldn't.I entered the room and God knows if I could bleach my eyes