Yeah, I Screwed Up... Again

Chapter 3

The next morning, I woke up after everyone else did, because of the time change so when they woke me up at seven to get ready it felt like it was four in the morning. Not to mention that i didn't fall asleep until two in the morning.

My first class of the day, after breakfast, was French. My comment was the only language i need to fricking know is English. I mean it's the most common language! Yeah, i was pissed but the upside is that i had both Jasmine and Jared, along with a few others in our group, tht were in my first class.

Jared was in all my classes. To say i was happy about that would be an understatement considering i knew who he was before i came to this school. The downside is that I only had Jasmine in my first and last classes of the day.

At dinner we all sat down in the dining hall to eat. A couple guys came up and tried flirting with me. I shot down every single guy. Most of the time I had told them that they weren't worth my time. They all walked away pissed off or seeming depressed. My table and I both thought it was funny. We were all just laughing about it.

After dinner i just went to bed because i was still tired from traveling and the minimal amount of sleep i had the night before. Before i made it to my room, Jared caught up with me.

"Wait, Juliette." he yelled.

"yeah?"

"i was wondering, on Friday night, do you wanna go into town and do something? I mean so you can let me know what has been going on since I’ve been gone."

"Sure, see you tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Night.”

………………………….

I woke up at a normal time, which was around six forty-five in the morning, so I went ahead and got up to get ready. I was the first one up and ready, or so I thought. I went down to the breakfast room and saw Jared already sitting there.

“Good morning.” I say with an oddly cheery voice.

“Hey, you’re up early.”

“I know, I just woke up! How long do we have until everyone gets down here?”

“Around an hour. Wanna go for a walk after you eat?”

“Sure! That’s a great idea.”

….Ten Minutes Later…..

“I can’t believe that it’s early fall out here. It’s so cold!” I said while slightly shivering.

“You get used to it. It takes a while, but you get used to it.”

“Do you miss it?”

“Miss what?”

“California. The warmth, the people.”

“Yeah, but I know that I’m here because I screwed up back home. Honestly, my life is better here than it ever was there.”

“Wow. What finally put your parents off the edge?”

“Same as you. Came home drunk on too many times and they told me that I was being shipped here at the end of the week.”

“At least you were able to say bye to everyone.”

“The thing is, I didn’t want to. None of my close “friends” would have cared. Once I realized this, I knew that I wanted to stop all that shit that I was doing.”

“I never thought of it that way. I mean I was given a few hours and I was so full of anger towards my parents that I didn’t think that I was really doing anything wrong. I mean, it kind of became a routine thing. The drinking and smoking and all that stuff.”

“Do you want to get away from all of that stuff? If you were to go back to California, would you also go back to doing all of that stuff?”

“Yeah, I would want to stay away from it. I now realize that it was not good for me. And that I don’t want to go back to doing that.”

“I’m happy for you. This totally is starting to sound like a therapy session” he laughs.

“I know right? Well we should head back. We have class soon.”

“Okay. Let’s go to French.”

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