"Time goes by and I can't control my mind. Don't know what else to try." - Ariana Grande
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Staying out late last night, was a huge mistake. Of course I'm only realizing that right now because it's 10 AM and I'm sitting hungover at the coffee house with sunglasses on, drinking an expresso.
This isn't me.
I don't go to Frat parties, take shots and hook up with random people.
Not that there's anything wrong with that but it's just not me. I'm the girl who follows the rules. I study not party. And I like relationships, not hook ups. They make me feel, alone. Empty. I hate it.
I drop my head down on my arms that rest on top of the table and let out a groan. I think I might be slowly dying.
"Oooh. Wow." I hear Blair's little voice. "You don't look so good my friend."
Lifting my head slightly to look up at her, I glare. But she can't see it through my sunglasses. "Gee, thanks."
Blair was my roommate when I first came to Calvary. She's from Colorado and a Special Education major. Which I thought was awesome. We got along right away. Even when I moved out to my own apartment outside of campus, we kept in touch.
With a giggle, Blair takes a seat across from me. "I'm just saying, it's very noticeable when you're not your put together fancy self babe."
"I'm not fancy." I grumble.
And that earns me another giggle. "Your glasses are Versace, you drive a brandnew BMW and all your shoes are designer. You also moved into an apartment because you needed more closet space." She says.
Damn her.
"I literally told you to come live with me."
And that makes her laugh even more. She knows I don't have a comeback to her accusations. "And I love and appreciate you for that. But I can't afford—"
"I told you that you didn't need to pay for rent."
This time her smile fades a bit. "I know but I can't do that. Besides, I'm fine in my single dormitory—which I know you had something to do with that. I'm just glad that you invite me for sleepovers and let me try on your shoes."
Finally I smile.
Blair is the cutest person ever. She's honest, caring and very prideful. I love that. When I offer her new things she declines. She will take my used items but not any new ones. However, she has no choice but to accept my fancy gifts during birthdays and Christmas.
Even though she's sort of right and I can be fancy or whatever...I'm not a snob. I never have been. Anything to me is good. And yes, I grew up with luxury and many opportunities but I've never let that define who I am as a person. Not the car I drive or the designer shoes that I love to wear.
