Alora

CHAPTER 2

This Chapter is dedicated to one single man that I have yet to meet in my actual life

< Bhavna >

After 3 months.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm . I groan to myself and roll out of my bed, fixing my hair which has fallen over my face. I need a haircut!. It has reached down to my hips , and I'm thinking of changing it until it reached my shoulders. While neatly tucking the corners of my bed sheet into the headboard.

It has been three months since I'm living here with my aunt in Texas . I'm still adjusting to the surroundings. I miss home!. Moving to a new country goes hand in hand with a lot of changes . Some of the changes are quite unpleasant but the others, on the other hand are really awesome. It gives you the opportunity to think about your life, evaluate your interests, put yourself together and find out who you actually are as a human being . There are no old routines and no set rules. You have the opportunity to turn the page and start writing the story from beginning.

"Bhavna!" I hear my aunt's voice from downstairs

"I'm up". I yell back . The cabinets open and close downstairs and I chuckle upon hearing my little sister whining for breakfast and the sounds of my aunt frantically preparing breakfast. Butterflies were bouncing off the walls of my stomach and the feeling grows with each step to the bathroom, by the time I start the shower my anxiety is increasing.

I spent the last few months nervously anticipating college. My weekends and weekdays were spent studying and preparing for this day. The day I received the acceptance letter to Lakeridge University , I was thrilled, I expected it but it didn't take any of the excitement away, When I called my grandmother for delivering the news, she cried what felt like hours, they were happy for me. I have to admit I was slightly proud of myself. All my hard work has definitely paid off

I jumped in shock when I felt the hot water changed into cold water, for how long I was standing here!?. Lazily running a razor over my legs to remove the small stubble that had appeared. Back in India , I didn't bother to shave my legs because I always wore clothes that covered my skin, but here I've grown slightly confident to show off my skin. Most apparently nobody's gonna judge me here for what I wear, my aunt has given me that freedom.

Wrapping around myself a towel, I hurriedly changed into a black shirt and high waisted jeans, I walk down the stairs , I see my uncle sitting at the table across my little sister , who's dressed up looking cute wearing a pink frock and and green bow on her head, weird but cute. I furrow my brows seeing her wearing 2 different shoes, " Hey Aishu, check your shoes once." I ask her grabbing a chair and sitting beside her on the table . "Today is mismatching day Akka!"(sister). "oh okay". That makes sense with the hair tie and the shoes. Apparently my sister's kindergarten has these spirit week days like mismatch day, cartoon day, crazy hair day, etc. It's cool, I wish I had these when I was in school.

" Mammu you forgot to put on your glasses". Did I forgot to mention that I have glasses!? . I thanked my aunt for reminding me and walk back to my room to grab my glasses and I make my way to the mirror to fix my hair . I look fine.

" I'll put your bags in the car ." my uncle offers and picks up the keys from the table . I thank him and walk to the car as butterflies are dancing in my stomach, It's okay I have three hours to make my nervousness go away and I have no idea what college at there will be like, will I be able to mingle with everyone?, most importantly will I make friends?. I knew no one here except for my aunt, uncle and my little sister.