"You did not-" I gasp when I feel the paint slowly making its way from the top to the bottom of my shirt.
Yet, I struggle to hide the hint of a smile on my face as I feel his arm, still around my waist, shaking as he laughs. "I believe I just did."...
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I hate school.
I hate college, I hate mornings and I hate everything and everyone that needs me to be awake before noon.
I actually do wonder, who told people it would be a good idea to start classes at 8. For fuck's sake, in winter the sun isn't even out yet, why should we.
I do strongly believe they should re arrange our time table according to the season
What I also hate is that I went to bed way too late for a first day with almost no homework and that when homework will actually take a lot of my time, I'll already be tired.
"Kia," someone yelled way too loud, stopping me mid-yawn.
Turning around, I'm surprised to see it's the blond girl from the party's night. I excused, she gave me her name and we agreed to meet for coffee- Fuck when are we supposed to meet again?
"Leila." I acknowledge her, smiling a little.
"Hey, yeah, sorry just wanted to make sure you didn't forgot about tonight. At little coffee shop different from the one in front of the campus." she smiled. Damn she was way nicer when she didn't have her boyfriend's thing in her mouth.
Yep, that sounded wrong.
Plus, she reminded something I clearly forgot about and I would be a fool to turn down nice people that did nothing to me- except yelling but I kinda asked for it.
And extending my group of friend wouldn't harm anyone for sure.
"Of course I didn't forgot," I should be ashamed of the number of time I lie to random people. "See you tonight." She smiled and went her way.
Okay, that's enough socializing for the day.
I'm once again yawing when it's only my turn to order. I take a hot chocolate something, with way more milk that caffeine, but it should do.
I was debating in my head the idea of putting a coffee shop in front of a college campus, and debating the pros and ons while waiting for my order when a hand touched my shoulder.
Internally strangling that person, I turned around with my best fake smile plastered on my face. I got face to face with Chloe, Amber's friend from last night with platinum hair. My smile became a little more genuine at the recognization of the familiar person.
"Hi, how are you?" I start, easing her off. "I'm good, thanks, but I'm kinda bumped not anyone I know start off as the same time I do."
"Well, unfortunately I do too, so we can suffer together." I say bumping my shoulder with hers and taking out my order when I see the waiter coming back, smiling at him and saying thanks before starting our way to class since Chloe already had her drink in hand.
"What do you have now?" I ask.
"Algebra."
"Really, great, me too."At least I don't have to sit alone, not that it necessarily bother me, but with Chloe I can make comments about the teacher's outfit of the day and stuff. Totally constructive of course. Like this would look better without the scarf, nothing really mean.
