Straighter Than It Gets

Last minute submission, I hope Crossroad would still consider ;/

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“How was it? Good news?” KN asked me for the nth time since I got the letter.

“I told you, I still don’t know yet! I want to open it with you.”  I told him.

“Well, I’m here now. Open it!” he ordered.

“Fine!”

I gingerly opened the rectangular white envelope, scared of what would’ve been the result. KN, totally annoyed with my actions, grabbed it from me and tore the envelope without hesitation, “Too many dramas” he muttered and opened the letter to his face.

“I just want to feel the moment” I said as held his arms to see the letter closer.

‘Dear Ms. Fiona Pearce , with...’ It started and then KN instantly shoved the letter towards me.

“Hey! You don’t have to get physical mister.” I said and placed my eyes back to the letter, with that I understood why KN acted like that.

‘Dear Ms. Fiona Pearce ,

With sincere regret, I must report that the Committee on Admissions has completed its selection of the class entering in September 2013 and has not been able to offer you a place for Harvard University... ’

“KN...” I started.

“We need to study more. You’ll have to take the next entrance exam next month” He said with a very grim look.

“But, this is the second letter already. I would just be hoping again.”

“THEN HOPE MORE!!!” he screamed and went back inside the house.

Ever since summer started, KN – being the control freak that he is – decided to start apply for college. Harvard, NYU and UCLA were on his top list. Harvard was the first one to reply to him and he got in. All they had left to do was put exaggerated describing words before each describing word.

‘Dear Mr. Konstantino Nicholas

We are FREAKING glad to tell you that you are SUPER DUPER ULTRA MEGA accepted to Harvard University...’

I was absolutely glad for him, but when he decided to think of dragging me into HARVARD too, it was hell. An agonizing hell hole. Every day we studied and studied, and during those studying that happened, he kept on muttering on how stupid and idiot I am not to know the x of x + 20 = 40. I mean, come on, I already suffered those stuff in High School I don’t have to go through that again right? But then again, I’m Fiona Pearce, the girl who can never say no to anyone, especially if it’s KN.

That stupid Pink Unicorn.

I tried to reason out with him, what if I’d take the community college in our town and make it easier for both of us. We can IM, call, Message, Skype or Tweet each other with these technologies surrounding us. But no, he said it was to tiring and causes money and stuff that show how practical he is.

And so, I studied and studied until the day that the bags under my eyes are as dark the ashes in our chimney.

I followed him inside the house, searching for him in the living room and saw no one. Then I realized, Of course he’s in your room, dumbass. And there he was, the stupid nerd whom I thought was gay and fell in love with anyways.

 Staring at him drowned with those books reminds me of the times just months ago. Those times I sneaked into an all-boys dormitory to search for Finn, only to have a serial killer know my true identity. It was fun those times but we have to go back to real life. College and the future.