Russian doll

Part 1- [meeting you]

I was doing it, finally the moment I have been wait for. The moment I worked my ass off for. The reason I passed up all the opportunities to go to high school party's. But to be fair college party's are meant to be better.

I'm currently sitting in the passenger seat of my mums old beaten down BMW 3 series on the way to the best college [in my eyes] in the state. The one and only NYU. My dream since I could talk. My mum and I have been set on NYU. She loved the idea of me going to college.

See my mum was a screw up [her words not mine] she dropped out of high school when she got pregnant with me. My biological father wanted nothing to do with me or my mum.
He wanted her to get an abortion the moment he found out. So my mum dropped out got a job so she could provide for me. Her mum my grandmother was a drunk and her dad well he over dossed when my mum was 14. It's just been me and my mum since day one.

Anyways back to the point she wanted me to live my life get a good education and travel the world then settle down and have a family she has been set on the idea of grandchildren.
Ever since she went to rehab she has been careful not to screw up Again I was 16 when she got addicted. Heroine is a killer my friends.

I was looked after by my uncle and his family my mums brother has always been there for her and me. I moved back in with my mum at 17 after her full treatment. She met her now husband my step-dad Carl a couple of months after she got out. He's good for her keeps her grounded. They helped me fill out my applications for college I tried for NYU [obvi], UCLA, Stanford, Columbia, and I couldn't help but at least try for Harvard. I got into NYU, UCLA, and Columbia but hit rejected for the rest.

It's fine tho my dream has always to be to go to NYU. So that brings me to now on my way to start collage. To go start to live my life.

I zoned out and before I know it my mum was waving in front of my face trying to get my attention. We were all parked up and ready to start getting my stuff out of the car and up to my new dorm. Oh I hope I have a good roommate. I don't want this to be a replay of high school. Bullies, toxic friends, skipping meals, toxic masculinity and so on. I hoped our of the car and told my mum I was going to find out where I am for my dorm.

I walked up to the desk. " hi how may I help you out?". Oh shit my first interaction with a college person ahhh "um hi I'm Katherine brown um I was wondering do u k..know what from number I am and can I have my keys." Jeez that was awkward. Why am I am so awkward. Sheesh. " oh yeah I have you on my list here your in the west dorm block called Buckley corner room 73 here are your keys and orientation starts tomorrow at 9:00 am bright and early meeting at main quad. here is a map, your keys, and your information sheet." Oh that was a lot to take in. " thanks so much for your help maybe I will see you around." "Yeah maybe. Have a nice day"

I swiftly make my way out of the building and back to my mum in her car. My face is bright red from embarrassment. Ugh what is wrong with me it wasn't even that bad.

"Okay Katie where are we going" [my friends and family call me Katie] " oh erm to Buckley corner um west dorm block so make a right and then a left."
We made are was slowly over the speed bumps on the road. It was crowded the amount of freshmen that came a day earlier to settle in was unreal.

My mum and I hopped out of the broken car and made are way to the boot. "I'm going to go up to my room and unlock the fort so it's easier access it's room 73 ok. See you up there?" I said to my mum and swiftly turned without an answer from my mum. I twisted my way through the crowd of people but suddenly was stoped by a hard shoulder. I turned and there he was.