Writing's Second Taste

Chapter One: The Fallen Tree

"You may now exit the plane in an orderly fashion," a flight steward's voice sounded through the speakers, "Thank you for flying with us."

"It's over!" I stretched my arms over my head, "I'm staying away from any airplanes for a while."

I waited for Adam to slip out of his seat and stand up so I could get out as well. He grabbed his bag from the overhead cabin and a man who was walking by the aisle gave him a pat on the shoulder, "I'll wait for you outside."

"Alright Uncle Robert," he nodded to the man as he checked his belongings.

"Hey thanks," I told him just as he was to walk away. He whipped his head to face me and I continued, "For talking to me and helping with the writing."

"It's okay," he smiled, adjusting his bag on his shoulder, "Thanks for keeping me entertained as well."

And just like every airplane encounter, I watched as he walked away into the sea of people. He was just a passing face, as I was to him. But hey, he gave me a little bit of encouragement so I'll give him plus points for that.

Reaching, I grabbed my carry-on bag and proceeded to walk, ready to face whatever was ahead of me. Let me tell you, I was pretty sure that it wasn't going to be all rainbows and butterflies but then again, I didn't come here to relax.

During the flight, I managed to jot down a chapter. It was a start, and that guy surely helped by striking up a conversation whenever I showed such a disgruntled face. We fell asleep almost at the same time and he was actually the one who woke me up when we were just about to land.

I passed by the usual protocols when you enter a foreign land. I got through baggage claim and lugged my heavy suitcase around as I got outside, lining up to get a taxi.

Once I got in, the driver turned to me, waiting for my instructions. Looking up from the folder on my lap that had all of the information of my destination, I spoke the name of the university.

He nodded as he adjusted his rearview mirror, driving off to the direction of the university. I scanned through the different papers that were given to me, from pictures of the school to the different rules and regulations that I had to follow.

I'll be sharing a dorm with some other girl – hopefully a nice one. From the things listed here, it seems like a decent place to go, I heard it's one of those respected uni in the country and thanks to my ever so meddling uncle, getting me in was easy.

But like they say for most schools, it's easy to get in but it's hard to stay in.

It was a rather long drive because from what I knew, the university was detached from the main town. It was literally in the midst of a forest with its own little community surrounding it. The complete opposite of what I grew up with.

When the vehicle got passed those tall gates, I gaped at the size of the place. Multiple buildings proudly stood next to each other as a bunch of other students came running around, some also just arriving here with their bags.

"We're here, miss," the driver said, unbuckling his seatbelt as he went to help me with my luggage. Opening my purse, I looked at the meter before grabbing the correct amount of money. I still have a hard time identifying the currency, but I'll get through somehow.

Getting outside with the smaller bags I brought, I gave the driver the money along with a tip. He smiled politely before getting back inside the cab and driving away. Looking down at my suitcase, I blew a stray piece of hair before dragging the heavy thing along with me.

Checking the map I had, I maneuvered my way to the large building that had the sign 1-Ladies Dormitory at the very front.

There was a total of six in-house dorms. Three for the boys and three for the girls. They weren't large, maybe three floors each at the max, but they were interconnected with each other.