Karmic

The Beginning

9:34 p.m.

The clock read, currently being the only source of light in my room.

My days, recently, have consisted of surrounding myself by my girls, pretending to get homework done, and sleeping. No I'm not depressed but I wouldn't say I'm happy either. Lately there hasn't been much to be happy about and that's okay.

I sink myself into my bed and close my eyes letting out a sigh.

I could not wait for my last year of college to be over and finally leave this toxic place. The people, the stress, all of it was just too much to handle anymore. When you're a little kid you think college is such a big, scary place with tough assignments and expectations. The only scary thing about college is the people you meet.

And trust me I've met a lot of scary people.

"Valerie! Up. Now." my best friend swings my bedroom door open.

I turn my back to her pulling the covers over my head not wanting to go out again. I had been out everyday for the past week. It's almost as if I came to college to party and not get a degree.

"Go away Jen" my voice muffled from the pillow that was suffocating me.

"Go away Jen?" She flings the covers off of me "get your ass up! We are going to party!" She slaps my thigh repeatedly expecting me to react with the same energy.

"We have been out this entire week. Why can't we just stay in and watch a scary movie with snacks" I whine sitting up. Her face says it all. My hair was all over the place from the friction of the covers.

"We can't have you going out looking like that. How do you expect to find a man while sitting in your apartment watching scary movies with your best friend?" Her hands are glued to her waist giving me a stern look.

"I actually don't expect to find a man at all" I stand up fixing my hair in the mirror "I promise you there is not a single man in college that is looking to settle down. Nonetheless a frat guy" I laugh adjusting my shirt.

"Girl if you don't change your clothes and put some makeup on I will do it myself"

She opens my closet moving my clothes left and right trying to find an outfit for me to wear to the fifth frat party we've been back on campus. Need I remind her, we start classes tomorrow. I roll my eyes knowing I wasn't going to win this argument and make my way towards the bathroom. Luckily tonight I didn't have to try as hard considering it was only a kickback but I had to look somewhat decent.

Jen has been my best friend since freshman year. I still remember the day like it was yesterday.

I walked in to my "Intro to Psych" class, yes I'm a psych major how original I know, and was met with about one hundred seats in a big lecture hall. Most of the seats in the front were taken up, but it didn't affect me considering I would never, in a million years, willingly sit in the front.

So, of course, I chose the seat furthest in the back. I've always had this thing about people sitting behind me and staring at the back of my head. I don't know where it came from but it's a very serious fear.

A couple minutes into the lecture starting, the big wooden doors squeak open causing half the class to turn their head in the direction of the sound. There she was.

Jennifer Cooling

Her face immediately turns red and eyes begin to water up. Poor girl, I knew exactly how she was feeling. She quietly apologizes and walks towards the row I'm sitting in. A couple people sat near the opening of the row causing her to shuffle past them, apologizing as she holds her backpack closer trying not to hit them.