THIS IS THE PREVIOUS CHAPTER THREE!!
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"LILY CARTER!! DID YOU FINISH ALL THE OREOS?"
Audrey's voice hit me as soon as I stepped inside our dorm. It was a few weeks after my first week, and I was getting more comforable with the lifestyle.
"DID YOU?"
I shrugged. I was carrying a white plastic shopping bag in my right hand. I had finished the Oreos, but I had gone out and gotten some more. I wasn't going to be caught dead wearing those God awful Crocs.
"What Oreroes?" I asked innocently.
Audrey narrowed her eyes at me. "You know what this means..."
I quickly surrendered. "Okay, okay... I did finish them," I started to say, but noticed her expression, "but I got some more." I reached into the bag and pulled out two packs of Oreos. She grinned at me, her eyes softening.
"Alright. You don't have to wear the Crocs. But you're treading on thin water, missy." Audrey laughed. She grabbed a pack, and took it over to her bed.
I was about to put the other pack in our tiny cabinet above the mini fridge when our door burst open. I whipped around, while I brandished the package in front of me as a weapon. It was just Tessa, though. She looked at my defence position and rolled her eyes.
"Nice weapon, Lily. That's really going to save your life one day," she said sarcastically.
I sighed, and then put it away in the cabinet.
"Um, Audrey? Do you have the book I lent you? I need it for Philosophy," Tessa asked.
I looked over at Audrey, who was now lying on her bed, stuffing Oreos into her mouth. I'm really jealous of her metabolism. She could eat twice her body weight in one day, and still be thin. She's kinda like a humming bird.
"It's beside you, Lily. Mind passing it?"
I reached over to grab it, Searching for Ourselves; a Quest Full of Questions and Lessons
"Sounds uh, interesting," I said.
Audrey nodded. "It's actually really cool! It argues and demonstrates a rich conception of literary art and interpretation, where perception, emotion, cognition and imagination together make up the appreciation of a work. It talks about how the process in making crucial decisions is mostly hidden, and that most of us don't really know what's going on inside of ourselves. Most of the time others hide what they are thinking, or at best we get some highly edited extracts of feelings or emotions from them. It touches on the point that maybe we aren't really here at all, as if we're programmed to speak and think everything we've ever done or thought, and that we are just an empty shell in the vast space of the thing we labelled, 'The Universe'. It's sort of like we're searching for out non existent souls. Or that everything we see and touch and hear is real, we're just too afraid to actually admit that we're scared of how we life, and we all want something bigger than us to blame it on. It even talks about how--"
"So, Niall's friend Louis is hosting a party tonight... You guys in?" Tessa asked as she took the book, interrupting Audrey's little rant. Audrey glared at her, pointedly picking up another Oreo.
I paused. I wasn't really into the whole party scene, it just wasn't me. It freaked me out how people were practically having intercourse in front of you. Shouldn't it be more private? I had only been to two parties in my entire life. One was with Nick back in year eleven (he got drunk and I had to drive him home) and another one in year eleven, after we had broken up. (I ran into him, and he started yelling shit at me, so I left.) So yeah. Not exactly a good experience...
