I clicked a couple of pictures for my Instagram story as I made my way to the canteen. With clusters of trees contrasted against a majorly blue structure, the university was fairly beautiful. I strolled into the canteen that seemed unusually busy. The seating area inside was large but it was dark and noisy.
I looked up at the displayed menu disappointed. They had a little variety of dishes which was annoying for a student canteen.
I wasn't really hungry so I stood at the chaotic counter to order a chilled soda. After multiple attempts to grab the attention of the poor guy who manned the counter I managed to ask for the drink and handed him the money. I could only hope the canteen would not be this chaotic at all times. The man on the next counter quickly handed me my drink and i decided against sitting in the canteen itself.
Holding on to my drink I sauntered out looking for a quiet place to sit. I decided to sit under a huge tree at a little distance and decided it would do.
It was only when I set my bag down on one of the concrete floor that I noticed someone sitting under the trees. That was when I met Luke Dawnson the most handsome man I have ever seen, He was wearing a black T-shirt which had some words written on it " Live it till you make it" it said with a black trouser and converse he was shinning so bright that i was mesmerized by his beauty.
As i approached him I noticed he was pretty occupied with scribbling something in his journal. I cleared my throat so as to not catch him off guard and said,
" Hi, I'm Emilia, You're the guy who helped with the orientation. Thank you it was fun and a wonderful experience".
He stopped writing for a second but didn't look up or make any move to reply.
" I didn't quite catch your name but i just wanted to say It was admiring the way you explained about the school and its culture." I chuckled.
He finally looked up at me, but instead of smiling or thanking me for my compliment, he scowled. I was taken aback, to say the least. I guess he really did not like interacting with people.
"Alrightly then, I suppose this conversation is not welcome at all," I said awkwardly.
" I guess you can take a hint then," he said and left.
" Wow what an asshole. i thought to my self ". I walked away as fast as i could, not grabbing my bag from the chair though. I was annoyed that I poured some of my drink away on my hand. i groaned in annoyance and there the rest away into a dustbin.
I was still fuming when i walked into a nearby restroom to wash my sticky hand. The amount of self importance some people seemed to possess. Who the hell does he think he is ? The only reason i had even gone up to him was to accomplish the 'New Emilia' plans i had made and he seemed the least full of himself. It was a simple compliment. He could have said "Thank you" and then politely indicated he was not interested in any company.
I came out of the washroom still feeling so angry and annoyed with myself for walking up to him and trying to start a conversation with him.
" Emilia?"
I was preoccupied in my thoughts to not have heard Michael my childhood friend call my name. I looked up and smiled at him. Michael has been my friend since junior high and we happened to attend the same college.
" where did you vanish? i was looking for you," he asked.
" Oh, you were? sorry about that, I wanted a drink so i went to the canteen."
" Ok, just wanted to give you a round tour of the school. Michael had resumed before me so he basically knows he's way around the school which was something i was grateful to, being in a new environment is a little bit scary but I'm glad i have a friend i know so i was a bit relief.
