*I know I haven't posted in a while. I'm deeply sorry. Please forgive me!
Oh, I think I just found this pretty cool show. It's called "Valemont." You can watch it on mtv (dot) com. It has that creepy vibe going on but it has vampires in it and the story is catchy. Check it out!
I tried riding the bicycle in the dorm hill, which resulted in me almost busting my head open. It is incredibly hard to pedal the bike when you're going up the hill, not to mention the fact that I kept swaying to the right thanks to my messenger bag.
Thanks messenger bag, you never cease to fail me. (Here's your cue to laugh at my sarcasm.)
In the end, I got off the bicycle and held the steering wheel to push it up the hill. It wasn't that tiring, I think that I'm already getting used to all the manual labor around here.
A thought popped into my head. I know why they made the dorm path a hill! It's so that students will get their daily exercise. I've heard about college students gaining weight as soon as they go to college because nobody makes them food anymore, resulting to take-outs. We all know what take outs do to us!
As I analyzed all the possibilities to why they made the dorm path a hill, I reached my dorm building.
I dropped the bike in the lawn (that's where I found it!) and opened the door to the dorm. A mouth-watering aroma of spaghetti hit my nose and I started drooling or at least make more saliva than usual.
I half ran into the kitchen to find Missa draining some sort of noodle.
"Smells delicious," I told her truthfully. "What are those noodles?" I asked her. I've never seen noodles like that in my life. It wasn't spaghetti noodles and I wondered what it was.
"Its penne noodles, never heard of it?" She asked me
"Never, it sounds so foreign!"
"Well, yeah!" She laughed. "My spaghetti might be a little spicy, so I'm just warning you right now before you eat it."
"I love spicy!"
Missa handed me a plate full of penne noodles with spaghetti sauce on top and two meatballs.
I told her my thanks and stabbed the penne noodles with my fork.
"Hmmm!" I moaned from the deliciousness. It was spicy, just a little over the hot side, and I could taste the delicious taste of oregano. Plus, if I was right, there was some sugar in the spaghetti too. Missa is a great cook!
"It's delicious, Missa." I told her honestly. "Are you in culinary?"
"Thank you, that really means a lot to me!" She answered. "And no, I'm actually studying to be a veterinarian."
"Well, with your cooking you could be a qualified cook!"
Missa's POV:
'Wow, this girl can take the heat." I think to myself.
Nobody else can stand my ultra hot spaghetti sauce. Her lips are now red, curving up in a smile. Her twinkling honey brown eye smiling in the shape of the crescent moon.
They were so bright, so innocent that it just made me feel guilty....
Back to Rhea's POV:
I decided to take a little walk after I ate lunch with Missa. It's not that I'm weight conscious, I just felt like walking and exploring my surroundings.
The dorm hill was exquisite. At first glance, you might think that it's an expensive neighborhood; you would never be able to tell that it's a dorm hill! The dorm buildings look like they're houses, big houses. The houses got bigger and more stunning as you go up the hill. Probably because the farther up your dorm building is, the more popular hence the richer you are.
