19 year old Yolanda Khan is lucky to be going into her 2nd year of the college she's dreamed of: Princeton University with her twin sister. After she gets a spot in her Zoology class, Yolanda is determined and would do anything to keep her spot and...
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It's quiet on the ride back to college except for the indie rock music playing in the background. It's an old song by The Smiths, "Back to the old house." It reminds me a lot about when I was younger and the relationship between my parents. Everything was perfect and they were so happy. I was happy too. My younger self would've never imagined where I am today and what she did. I don't know what he would do if he found out. I thought about everything and nothing during those 25 minutes. It's like my mind went black after what she told me and I feel nothing but guiltiness from the person I'm known to be.
I park my truck near campus and look over at Yolanda. I'm about to ask her if she's ready before noticing that her eyes are closed and her chest is moving up and down. A warm smile spreads across my face. I watch her as her curly hair is messy and in her face, sitting criss crossed applesauce in the seat showing her grinch socks.
I take a picture to make fun of her for later, then turn the ignition off and get out of the car. It's quiet, with nothing but the crickets in the grass next to the sidewalk chirping. I hurry and carry Yolanda to her dorm before Mrs.Quinston comes by with checks. I wouldn't want her to get in trouble. Especially since I know the consequences. Last time Camyrn and I were caught at a party with Jason, she told the principles and we were nearly kicked off of the team. I would be lying if I said it was our warning because we got caught another time before that. She doesn't do it every night, but for some reason when I'm out and about past 10, she does.
I curse when I get up the stairs and realize I've forgotten her things. At least I've grabbed her purse in the front seat with her keys. I received weird looks from girls on the way up. Some of them were shocked as they nudged their friend and they both looked at me. I forget for a second but realize that we're not supposed to be seen out together. I just know they are going to talk about it on social media and get the rumors going. But I don't care at this point because it's worth it.
Holding Yolanda is nothing. She's as light as a feather, so it takes me no struggle to carry her with one arm, making sure she doesn't wake up, and unlock her door. I remember her telling me she loves the view from the 2nd to last floor, so I just guessed what room was hers.
And of course it's the one with the "A and Y," initials, along with a chef hat and fake window. I leave the lights off when I quietly walk in, trying not to make a sound and walk straight to the bed that's put together and empty, assuming it's hers. It's covered with stuffed animals and lots of pillows. I look over to see Ava fast asleep, with her phone in her hands. I can tell she was worried about her sister being out, and suddenly feel guilty. But it's okay because she's back now, safe and sound.
It smells like vanilla cupcakes with a hint of cinnamon. I lay her on a pillow, and grab her fall blanket that's sitting on the chair to her desk to put over her since I don't want to mess up her blankets.I freeze for a moment when she moves to turn around to the other side. She lets out a small moan as she stretches and gets comfortable.
