I wake up in my room the bland white walls are still there. They haven't changed they never change. I guess when they told me college would be the death of me they were right, no change in scenery and definitely no friends. I've been stuck here four around two years now but it's a comfort to wake up and see the same things day after day. They tell me I'm insane in this school. I don't understand why aren't schools supposed to be supportive? Oh well, it's time to get up anyway so I'll think about it later. Maybe one day once I have my degree I'll know why they do this, it's probably because they want to do anything to make me pass. I hear other students talk about how they hate it here and cannot wait to leave but I on the other hand love it aside from the odd circumstances they always put us in.
I pull on my short white just like everything else here, why is everything white except the people and their hair? As I pull on my pants I trip and smash my face against the corner of my wardrobe, people rush into my room to check if I'm okay because they heard my struggles but I just told them I was fine all I did was trip. For some reason they are very uptight about our health and I'm not sure why aside from when large amounts of people get sick on campus. Do they really care or just not want us to give them a bad reputation? Regardless I think it's quite nice. When they leave I get everything on and walk to my first class however I'm ten minutes early so I grab a coffee from the vender and he smiles at me and for the first time says something, "I know I don't often talk to you students but you are quite beautiful and I thought you should know that."
I smile in return and quietly thank him. I'm not too used to social interaction aside from my Dorm Advisor and sometimes in classes they'll have is discuss what things are like. We have discussions about all sorts of things and I'm not sure why.
I sit down in the back of the class and listen to Professor Dante drone on about some book written an extremely long time ago something about an inferno but I don't really listen because this class is such an easy A that I don't have to pay attention.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Days
General FictionJessy can't come to terms with her school she's still trying to adjust and figure things out but along the way she makes friends and manages between school and parties until her story comes to an abrupt end for unexpected reasons.
