Flight

Getting Set

I completed my degree in BBA, Bachelor of Business Administration in 3 years while I was in Australia after my gap year, but I knew my passion was with writing so I wanted to turn out to be an editor or work for a publishing house. So here I was, at ucla doing my M.A in English.
Well I was supposed to be helped into my dorm by someone but since I got late due to the traffic I thought it was better to leave my baggage with the person at the counter which was set and asked him to take care of the things until I got back from class and put it in the room I was allotted.
I finally walked through the University entrance, I had a wide grin on my face thinking of all the times I had told people someday I will get my ass here... And finally here I am..
I was so lost in my train of thoughts that I did not realize I had entered the hall way, I only had my backpack with a few notebooks in it And a file of papers with the documents required for me to submit which were now on the floor, before I bent down to collect it, I saw a hand already on it. The guy stood straight then saying, "Ah, you're new here?" His voice suited him so much, he was almost a 6 foot I guess, with blonde hair and hazel eyes, I said "Uh Yea, Can I have my file back please? I'm getting super late" " Well, I'm not gonna eat them. Do want some help?" he asks with a slight smile. "Yes please. Can you tell me where Mrs. Hannah Jackson is or Mr. Derek Barry is?" " I'll take you. So you're an English Major then?" he asks "Yea.What about you?"I ask him. He just replies with a smirk, "We'll meet" with a wink. If I wasn't that occupied with figuring things out here I would've actually flirted back, instead I asked him, "Do you get to pick another course with your major subject?" He says, "Yes, Samyrah ( pronouncing it as Sa-mer-ah), pick cheerleading." I replied rolling my eyes, "Okay firstly, My name is not Sa-mer-ah it's Sa-mai-rah.
Secondly, I'd rather play a sport than do that. Thirdly, That's just creepy how fast you looked into my folder for my name." He smiled again saying, " okay, Sa-mai-rah. Secondly, What sport can you play?" with a doubtful look "And thirdly, your file istransparent enough."
"Okay, whatever. I still don't know your name though " I said. "Ricky Carlton. Call me Rick " he said. I just smiled as we kept walking towards the English department. "So where are you from?" I tell him, how I'm originally from India but now an Australian, looking to set foot permanently in the US. He listens intently, I ask him, "So where are you from Ricky?" trying to make my way through a bunch of staring girls who were shooting daggers through their eyes. "I'm born and raised in L.A baby. You know which locker you at and stuff?" he asks. "It's all on the paper, but I want to go see Mrs.Jackson or Mr.Barry first" I say.
"What? You the studious type? Okay I get it, a Miss Goody Two Shoes ?" he asks as we take another turn to a more quiet hallway, I got pissed at his statement "And, did you forget your meds cause your making stupid presumptions" comes out of my mouth without thinking, he smirks and says, "No. I forgot about them, since you weren't home to remind me about them." God, couldn't he say sorry and leave it. "Don't even" I say more sternly than intended. Realising we were at the English department "See. You don't even like to flirt" he says looking towards two doors that were on each of our sides. "Thank you Mr.Presumptuous. I'll find my way from here." I say turning towards Mr.Barry's door which was further ahead. I would've flirted back with him but he pissed me off by the way he was assuming the shit and suddenly he holds my hand and pulls me back and says "Okay voluptuous. That's the only word I could get. Don't go to Barry. He's a dick. Mrs. Jackson is a sweetheart. She'll assist you" he says pulling me gently towards her door and worse I was quietly following his lead.
The fuck?
He knocked on her door letting go of my hand, I felt the tingles on my hand.. of the wind I hope..
I snapped out of it when I heard a sweet and brisk, "Come in please."
As we entered the room, I was wondering why he was inside as well, but I ignored him and paid attention to the lady in front of us, she was dressed in a black knee length skirt and black coat with a white shirt on the inside and had red framed glasses on her nose from where she looked up while arranging a file at her shelf.
"Good morning ma'am. I'm with a new student here. She came in today morning. Can I also get my copy of the assignment you had given the class as I missed out on it because of the match again." he said with a smile. He suddenly pulls my file and gives it to her. She takes it from him and reads through the first two papers, looks up at me and says, "Welcome Miss Roy, I'm the head of the department Mrs. Jackson. I hope you will have a good experience here with us. Even though you're a week late, I'm sure you can cover up. Your articles were quite impressive." she says, as she hands me my folder, I love this woman. Her style, her elegance and she seems so easy going. She can't be more than 28 or 29 or maximum 30-31 not one number more. "Thank you ma'am, for giving me this opportunity" I say. "I'm sure you'll do good to our department as the rest already are." she says looking at him and he starts to blush. She then hands him a piece of paper and says, "This assignment has to be done in pairs. I have already clubbed the people up except for a few of you. So I think you can help Miss Roy here Mr Carlton?" She asks looking towards him, he nods to her. "Less work for me then. Oh and congratulations on beating the the  vultures the day before Ricky." she says "Thank You ma'am " he says and we take our leave.
"She's so nice." I shouted out as soon as we reached the hallway, he laughed and agreed. "I'll see you in class then?" more of a question than a statement from him. "Umm okay" I replied "But before you leave, can you tell me where room E03 is?" I asked.
"Sure. Go, straight this hallway and take a right, you'll find E-5 and you'll just have to pass E-4 and then you'll reach E-3. Um you like need anything else?" he guides.
"Thanks Ricky." I say shaking my head and leave.
As I walk down with my bag towards E-3, I notice a girl struggling with her papers "Hey, do you need some help?" I ask. "Oh, yes. Atleast someone had the manners to ask." she says and dumps her books in my hand and arranges the papers in her hand. "Oh, sorry I didn't get your name. I'm Adeline" She introduces herself and extends her hand towards me giving me a questioning look as to why I wasn't shaking her hand. Then I gestured towards the books in my hands. She laughed and so did I, then taking the books and putting them in her bag, "Okay, hi I'm Adeline Jones. Nice to meet you" she said extending her hand once again . "Hi. I'm Samyrah, nice meeting you too" I said shaking her hand. "Wait, are you um what was that name.. Um correct me if I'm wrong, Samyrah Roy?" she asks me , clearly doubting. "Yes. How'd you know that?" I ask astonished. "Well the teachers have been calling your name during classes while attendance and people started assuming that you won't be coming cause you're almost 2 weeks late" she replied. "Oh. Yeah I got tied up due to some paperwork regarding my documents" I said. We both had reached our class.
She sat on a chair, " Do you mind if I sit next to you?" I asked. "No way. I was about to ask you to do the same in fact." We Both smile and make small talk about the other courses we are to pick.

// Hi
Late update 🙈
And I know UCLA isn't exactly like this.. But I couldn't help it..
Haven't been there..
Let the imagination take over 😅
And if there are errors,
Sorry 🐙
Take care xx
Shikha