Just Friends...For Now-Book Four

Chapter 4

The weekend after I received the news that I still had a possibility at graduating high school on time, I had my meeting with the counselor at Hollins University, the college of my dreams. I was driving down a quiet road with blooming blossom trees right and left. As I got closer to the college, I saw more and more students walking around the tiny town surrounding the college. A smile formed on my lips at the thought of me next year being one of them, walking around with new friends and learning about new things that I loved everyday. That was if I could raise my math grade.

I pulled up into a circular drop off section in front of the college, looking in awe at the long, brick building. I drove through the drop off section and into the parking lot. I found a spot and pulled in, checking my surroundings. I then got out of my car and walked towards the white pillared front doors, nervous energy rushing through my body.

Once I entered the building, I was emerged into a quiet but busy scene. There was a front desk with an older man speaking in a soft, clear voice on the phone. To my right there were a two adults with mugs in heir hands, socializing and smiling at each other. Then every where else were highly trained professors walking calmly about, some flipping through folders and others staring straight ahead and not distracted.

An older professor looked up at me from her folders, smiling at me for a second before looking back down at her paperwork. I smiled back, my hands in my pockets, as I slowly walked up to the front desk. The man on the phone then just got off of his phone call as I finally reached the desk. He smiled at me, folding his hands.

"Hello, what can I do for you?" the man asked in a professional tone.

"Hello, I'm here to see, um, Ms. Hayes?" I said, trying to sound older. The man nodded his head, and looked down at a few papers on the desk laid out before him. He pushed up the glasses on the brim of his nose, squinting at the tiny writing.

"Ah, you must be Jacob Sartorius?" the man said, looking back up at me.

"Yes, sir." I said, a nervous smiling spreading across my face. The man smiled, extending out his hand. I shook it, surprised at his strong grip for such a skinny, old man.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Sartorius!" said the man, letting go of my hand. I pulled my hands down to my side, secretly massaging it as he looked back down at the paper. "Yes, Ms. Hayes will see you in just a moment, so if you would like to have a seat."

The man motioned to some seats behind me. I nodded my head and turned back to the man.
"Thank you." I said politely. I turned around and walked to grab a seat. I sat there, not even going on my phone, thoughts racing through my head. What if they didn't like me? What if I screw up this meeting?

So many other what ifs were running through my head as a middle aged woman came out from behind a large, wooden door. She was wearing a gray pantsuit and had dark brown hair that was pulled tightly up into a bun. Her heels clicked on the wooden floor as she walked towards me.

I watched as the lady stopped right in front of me, a smile on my face. "Hello, Mr. Sartorius?" I stood up as she extended her hand out to me, shaking it. I smiled nervously at her as she said, "I am Ms. Hayes. If you would please follow me?"

I followed Ms. Hayes into the room she just emerged from, the front desk man flashing me a thumbs up as I passed the desk.

When I walked into the office, I looked around in awe. It was a big room with dark green walls and large paintings on each wall. There was a large wooden desk in the back of the room in front of a large window that overlooked a beautiful willow tree. The office was very neat and tidy and had lots of book shelves with thick, old books that looked very informative.