Romeo & Juliet (of the 20th century)

Part 6: You're yolking, right?

Guys! I'm so sorry that it's been nearly 2 months since I last updated! As you may or may not know, depending on if you read my little About Me section, I'm a Nursing major and I SEVERELY, I mean SEVERELY, underestimated the work load I'd be getting myself into. To spare you the long, detailed, and most likely boring, story I'll just say that I have 3 clinicals and am forced to devote any extra time I have to necessary bodily functions like sleeping or eating. 

That being said, we're almost to the end of the semester (5 more weeks YAY!) so everything is slowing down and becoming much more manageable. Trust me when I say that as soon as I learned that my night clinical last night was cancelled, I made sure I finished this chapter AND another one.

Please don't be too upset with me xp and, as always, let me know what you think of the story in the comments!

I hope you've missed Tenley and Aiyden as much as I have! :)  :)

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One fairer than my love?

The all-seeing sun
Ne'er saw her match since first the world begun

The last five minutes of the last day of your last day at high school is perhaps the most exciting time in life. For me, though, it meant something different. It meant that I had five minutes until I had to start doing the after school activities I promised my advisor I would do.

Don’t get me wrong, I did them religiously. Mostly they were done out of fear because I didn’t want my life cracking and breaking into pieces too small for even a microscope to see, which would inevitably happen if I got put on my college’s waiting list.

I didn’t just hate doing the after school cleaning simply because it was manual labor, though, I hated it mostly because it made me think about Aiyden. It had been almost three weeks since I saw him laying in that hospital bed and any time I saw someone wearing florescent orange my brain went a little spastic for a second. Cleaning also provided me with hours of free time to think and unfortunately, all of my thoughts wound up coming back to those few hours I spent in the hospital with Aiyden.

I kept telling myself that the reason I was thinking about him was because my brother didn’t want me to be and, really, if someone asks you not to think about elephants, what’s the first thing you are going to think about?

Exactly.

Another part of me was convinced that I just wanted to see him after finding out that he was the reason my life was unbearably awful for four years. I know I couldn’t do anything to him physically, but I was sure I could name-call with the best of them.

“Ok kids, have a good summer! And promise me you won’t do drugs or sniff paint!”

The class laughed in unison as the final bell rang, signaling the end of school for three months and, subsequently, the start to three months of happiness.

I rolled up all my papers in my backpack so that they formed a neat cylinder, and then tossed them lightly in the trash on my way out of the classroom. I couldn’t help but smile knowing that after today I wouldn’t have to see the inside of this building ever again.

I rounded the corner to my locker that housed my cleaning materials and put on the large yellow rubber gloves that reached a bit past my elbow. Needless to say, they weren’t the most attractive accessory.

After scanning each of the lower level classrooms to inspect for forgotten water bottles and empty gum wrappers, I decided to start with scrubbing the lockers. I was only on locker number four and I was already hating my life. My knees felt I had tacks in them and someone might as well have sliced my back open with a serrated knife it hurt so bad.