Little Love

Chapter 1

Ava

"Honey, you will forget something if you continue like this." My mom stated worried as she was leaning on my doorframe with "that look" on her face. Yes that "you are acting like a psycho and your room looks like 7 grenades fell into it, please brace yourself" look.

But I couldn't do that. I was literally moving to Denmark due to the university I enrolled to, how could I stay calm? This university is one of the best universities in Denmark, I'm leaving all of my family and friends here, in Germany, my dog isn't allowed on campus and on top of that I have to share a room. I'm going to have a roomate. A roomie. A person I have never met, a person that might go on my nerves, a person I might hate the most in this world and I'd still have to share a room with her. I mean, it is possible I'll actually like her but I like to prepare myself for the worst.

I just stood there in the middle of the room as I processed this whole monologue inside of my head. All of a sudden I felt a light touch of a hand on my shoulder.

"Baby, it's going to be okay" my mom said gently as I zoned back into the reality.
"I'm just..." i breathed
"...Scared." she added. Yes. I was scared. "And that is completely okay honey. You're starting a whole new chapter of your life. It's normal to be nervous" she said as a light smile on her lips appeared.

I love my mom. My dad too. They're always so supportive of me, even when I am not. I honestly don't know what I would do without them. I wish they were there too. Especially my mom. I feel like I can't trust anyone else with my secrets, hopes and fears as much as I can trust her. She's a really good listener. Perhaps she has developed that through time, I mean, she is a therapist so it doesn't surprise me.
My dad on the other hand... He is not a good listener as my mom is but he does give really good advices. He can easily open my eyes, change my way of thinking and I love that. I love them.

"Come on honey, let's go downstairs, have dinner and then get you ready for tommorow morning. Okay?" She said, again with a smile.

"Okay" I smiled gently as we both went downstairs. Leaving the mess of 7 grenades on the floor of my room.

As we enetered the kitchen a strong smell of my favorite meal surrounded the kitchen. But wait, it's almost 9 p.m. why would we have...

"PANCAKES FOR DINNER!" My dad yelled as he turned holding the pan with the pancake sizzling in it. 

"Now I see where you got the crazy from" my mom rolled her eyes and laughed as she sat on the chair of our kitchen aisle.

"Ouch" my dad said holding his heart with his oder hand "that hurt, no pancakes for the Grinch."

I had to laugh. We were not a normal family, not on the slightest. But I loved that. God, I'm going to miss them...

My dad put the last pancake down on the plate and put each possible topping and syrup you could ever imagine in front of us. Our table literally looked like someone had stolen an insert of the Walmart sweets aisle.

"Dani you're going to give us a heart attack and diabetes" my mom laughed as she looked at all the sugary mess my dad made in the kitchen.

We laughed, ate, talked and then afterwards me and dad helped  mom clean the mess. It was already 11 p.m. and I started to get a bit tired so I kissed them both for goodmight and headed upstairs to my room.

I got ready for bed and layed down. I was deep in my thoughts... My mind  like a rollercoaster of questions...

"Will people like me?"
"Will I make new friends?"
"Will I like the city, the campus and the university?"
"Will I get a boyfriend?"

I giggled at the last question, it was funny to think about it. I don't know why though. I shaked my head trying to get the thought out of it.
"I need some sleep." I mumbled to myself as I turned on my stomach and with my left hand lazily set the alarm on and volume up falling asleep.