Nothing in This World.

Classes

I woke up at five in the morning to get ready for my first class. I was an early bird, and I hated it if I woke up after five.  I was still the girl that believed that the early bird catches the worm and I held onto that proverb. Back home my mother would complain about it because as a young person I apparently  needed enough sleep.

It suddenly irritated me that our room did not have a bathroom.  I had no choice but to go look for it. I put on my towel and got my body hygiene kit to go look for the bathroom. On my way, I bumped into an inebriated Maria, fumbling on the stairs of the block. I shivered at the sight and I instantly felt pity for the girl who was out of her mind at the moment. I wondered if she didn't care about her classes which where in a few hours. I also wondered how on earth a student could get drunk in the middle of the week but I didn't want to dwell on it much.

"Hey weirdo, get-get-eng ready for school already?" She rolled her eyes and laughed at it. It was hilarious how much effect alcohol had on her and I could only imagine how much she had drank. I moved out of her way and she mumbled something about how no one was like me and laughed at it again. Other people who walked by made no attempt to look at her, it was probably a normal thing to them. Thinking of Maria in her drunken state made me feel nauseous. I did not ever want to be like that in my life. It was disgusting and I knew for a fact that alcohol could affect a person's mental health and immune system. Once at home, my mother's bestfriend lost her child because of alcohol. Alcohol destroyed his heart and he could no longer use his own heart. He was supposed to get a heart transplant but he died during the process. The mother went through so much then. I think one of the worst things in life is a parent losing a child because they keep on being parents even though they don't get to have the child anymore. Life is pretty hectic.

Watching Maria's struggle getting into the room made me realize how much time I was wasting so I walked down the corridors and searched for  signs of the bathroom. When I finally found it, I breathed out in relief and got myself the best shower before it got full of students. I didn't forget to do my morning face routine which was my favourite part of a morning bath. It made me feel fresh and clean. I loved my face so much, you could not imagine how much I did. Actually it would just make me feel very weird if I went on and bathed without doing my face routine.

I was about to remove my towel when the shower next to me opened and a guy walked out towards my direction. I could not believe the horror when I recognised him as my roommate's boyfriend, uncomfortable to be around Oliver. I screamed out in shock and he laughed wryly, waiting for me to stop screaming so he could explain himself.

At the same time I panicked, I thought I was maybe in the boy's bathroom and I couldn't feel anything but feel myself getting more embarrassed as uncomfortable to be around Oliver stared at my face, then down my body but then I looked back at the door and noticed the lady's sign so I was in the right place.

"Boys aren't allowed in the women's bathroom if I read the rules well," I said coldly packing my things ready to go out incase another  boy popped out of the bathrooms.

"Calm down, I had no idea anyone would bath here this time," he replied eying me carefully, inspecting all my actions. He was more than uncomfortable to be around than the first time I met him and I could tell he knew that his presence intimidated me. He spoke confidently as if what he said was a good enough reason for a male as big as he was to come bath in the ladies bathroom.

"And please continue with what you where doing, no one else baths at this time," I rolled my eyes when he noted clearly his deep voice very annoying.  I could not be more  uncomfortable and irritated of everything I had seen today.

I nodded and said nothing when I watched him leave the girl's bathroom. Why would a guy bath in the girl's bathroom anyway?

When he reached the bathroom door, he looked in my direction and said, "you look cute when you look at yourself in the mirror," and I didn't know if I felt insulted or embarrassed by the fact that he watched me do my face routine.
Or by the fact that he just complimented me.  Was that how all the guys acted around new girls? I then did the weirdest thing and went into the bathroom that he used. I didn't know if I was just being dumb or I just wanted to use the same bathroom, but I bathed In it and that felt  oddly perfect to do so.