The Reason it Happened

Chapter 3

I woke up to the sound of water running and what sounded like Emma ranting. I look at my phone and see that it's 6:50. I figure 10 more minutes of sleep won't kill me. 

 Emma and Lainey are probably running around the apartment thinking they over slept, dumb hoes. The reality was we still had 40 minutes, plenty of time for us to get dressed and still get to class early.

I thought about my day today. I had Spanish 250 at 8 AM and then after I had History 300. Truth of the matter was I took Spanish in high school and I hated it with my soul. My high school spanish teachers were no delight. All of them were crazy.

I remember freshman year we had this teacher that looked like he could be a hobo. No one in the class could understand a thing he said. Sometimes he would just sit in the back of the class room and eat while the class caused chaos. It was the easiest A i've ever gotten. He was crazy, but a total pushover.

I also had another teacher, Ms. Andy. I hated her with a passion. She took her job way too seriously. She only spoke to us in spanish, as if I was supposed to understand what she was saying. 

 She religiously wore skirts or dresses. The worst was when she would wear her denim skirt and her cowboy boots, god I hated her. I remember one time she ran a marathon and the next day she came to class and wore the medal. That was the first day we ever heard her speak in english, and let me tell you it was terrifying. I think I realized that day I prefered her to speak in spanish.

I heard she doesn't work at the high school anymore though, she moved to south America to embrace her roots. Why couldn't she have gone a couple years before?

I have no idea why I even bothered to take Spanish, it's obvious my luck with spanish teachers is not great. I definitely didn't need it for medical school.

I admit I was feeling slightly nervous about the history class. It was my first upper division class and the professor's rate my professor rating was not cute, but according to the rating, he was cute. I would definitely have to work hard to pass this class. Overall, I had an easy day. Any day without science or math classes was a great day for me. I hate my major. I only had two classes today, and I would be back home before noon.

I heard Emma ask Lainey if she should wake me up. I checked my phone again and noticed it was now 7:05; dammit I had to get up. The good thing about getting up later was they were already done, so I had the entire bathroom to myself. I still had 25 minutes; a shower would fully wake me up. I walked back to my room to grab a towel. I was surprised to find Aubree still soundly asleep. She didn't have class until later today. I rolled my eyes. I hate her.

I closed the door and heard Emma shriek, "Did she just get in the shower? We're going to be late!" I chuckled to myself; clearly she hasn't lived with me long enough to know I shower quickly.

I brushed my teeth in the shower, killing two birds with one stone. After a couple minutes of soaking and cleaning my body I was ready for my day, already feeling more awake. I got out of the shower to look at my phone and I still had 11 minutes. I had to admit I was cutting it a bit close.

I dried off and walked back to my room in my towel. I chose to wear a nice summer dress with my white high top converse. The dress was one of my favorites, a simple skater dress that made it appear like I put more effort into my outfit than I really did. I put on some deodorant and perfume. I had to choose a lipstick to complete my look and I went with a reddish hue that gave me a pop of color. I am a firm believer in adding a pop of color to every outfit.

I looked around my room for my backpack and realized I should have done this last night. I eventually found it under my bed; I'm not even going to question why I put it under there. I placed in the backpack some paper and pens that I left on my desk. Everyone knows the first week is syllabus week, I still had a couple books I needed to order online.