My mom calls me the n'th time this morning and she sounds annoyed. I have been drowsy all night rolling here and there on my bed, thinking and preparing for the first day at SVU.
"Amaliaaaaa..!!", my mother yells again. "Coming Mom", I yell back. I groan and pull myself out of my bed. Mom and dad had decided to turn me from a day boarder to a hosteller this year so that I get to know more about the world and in order to gain new experiences.
I look at my bed and my room. I Huff and rush downstairs to my bathroom and turn on the shower. I will miss my regular routine which I have been following since my childhood. After a quick shower I run out hastily to my room. I wear my perfectly paired uniform, although I know the classes will begin after a couple of weeks, next I grab my bag back and with a final glance I leave my room . I have been here for past 18 years. Suddenly I find myself living in the old memories of this small room.
I climb down to find my mother growing more impatient as each second passes on the other hand Dad as usual is having his breakfast holding his cup of tea. I sit down looking more calm than what I feel from inside. Last time, eating my mother's made breakfast which made me complain each day surprizing tastes perfect today. "Ready Hosteller", my dad squeaks and I nod with my mouth full. "Hurry Amy wanna be late on your very first day", my mom reminds me as usual. I nod again and grab my bottle of milk.
My mother double checks on everything and dad watches me and mom with his eyes filled with love.
As soon as mom is done with checking my stuff. I jump into our car's back seat thinking about the new life ahead of me while my parents continue to load our car with my luggages. I watch them doing so from the rear view mirror.
They have always been busy and had never given me enough of their time, still I love them as they have been working hard only for me. After they are done they occupy the front seats of the car.
"Ready! Set! Go! Here we come St. Vincent University", Dad has been always so cheerful and full of energy he never fails to make us smile and laugh and giggle like this time.
It is a thirty minutes drive but dad makes sure that we spend an hour together.
My mom and me look dead nervous. It's really clear from our face. Dad notices it and pick the topic of my childhood which instantly lits my mom's mood and she joins the conversation. I hear them talking how I uttered my first word "pa" then "ma" and I used to go around and round our little house chanting pa ma pa ma then how before two years I got into the prefect batch and also selected the star dancer of my group . My mom frowns as she mentions about my studies last year. I had a decrease and I know that. Thankfully dad shifts the topic by saying sorry to me for never having enough time for me and mom does the same. Both being workaholic never had given me enough of their time. Noticing my mom in the verge of breaking down for the guilt she holds, dad pats her hand to make her feel at ease. Dad always knows how to fix everything. He is mature also childlike and we both love him.
Minutes later we pass through the iron gate to enter into SVU. It is huge and also have high school facility.
The entrance is huge and i hear all three of us gasp as we pass through it. It's so welcoming.
We see people walking here and there as we move further. We see students sitting under trees scribbling reading having fun.
Hostel Life doesn't seem to be bad from here.
Few seconds later, the sight changes and we see students wearing the same uniform as mine. Their parents hugging and kissing them, patting their heads and shoulders telling them good byes and that's where dad stops the car and start to unload my luggages whereas mom and me move towards the help counter.
I know I will be brimming with tears if I stand with my dad for a few minutes especially around people who are crying their eyes out.
At the help counter the pretty lady tells us that I am appointed the B-block's room number G14. I am being told about a zillionth time about his wonderful facilities now.
As we enter into the B-block we find students everywhere along with their wards rushing here and there with their luggages.
Minutes after searching We finally find G14 the room which will be my home for next few years.
G14 is a corner room and as we enter, I fall in love with it at the very first sight. "Wow." We manage to say. It's empty I guess I am the first member of this room.
It has two bed upon beds, a dresser for each, two bathrooms front to front, four study places for each I guess and a built in room freshner which makes the room smell like strawberries.
I hope I get like minded roomies with whom I can be friends with.
Mom and Dad help me keep the luggage and I decide to unpack it later.
We move out of the room and roam around together for next thirty minutes. My mom is warning me nearly about everything. I know she can't help it whereas Dad encouraged me to have fun besides studies. He makes me giggle by whispering into my ear to find a boyfriend for myself who can take care of me. I fight my urge to roll my eyes cuz I never have to believe in love again. This makes us earn a glare from my mother. Seconds later she joins, " Don't listen to your dad. He'll turn you more foolish than you are." "Hey" dad and me pout and laugh harder with mom now.
Finally time to separate. They hug me and this time it's not their usual quick hug. They leave waving at me.
As they are out of sight, I rush towards my room with my fingers plugged into my ear and my eyes looking up, a habit of mine I usually do to prevent my tears from rolling down.
As I run I clumsily crash into a guy.
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