I wake up to the sound of an alarm clock blaring through the room. I hazily sit up, staring at the wall across for me for a few moments. Once I fully wake up, I see that it's 6:32 on a Monday morning. "Holy shit." I think to myself. I have my first classes today. I immediately jump out of bed, running to the side of room where my toiletries rest. Carmen doesn't have classes til noon, so I let her sleep. As I exit the room, I see a few other girls running down the hall to our large bathroom. I find an open shower, and close the curtain behind me.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" I hear, and a few other girls let out screams, that's when I heard more toilet seats flush. I guess it was a "first-day-back" type of prank, to burn all the girls in the bathroom. Luckily, I haven't turned on my water, so I am one of the few un-burnt women. I hear the laughing girls escape into the halls, so I am safe. I strip off my clothes, and put them at the top of the stall, so they could hang over, not getting wet. As the water runs down my spine, I begin to feel at ease, and finally relaxed. I let the loofa wander me as I finishing washing up. Rinsing my hair with a quick shampoo / conditioner wash, I am finally done. I step out of the shower, with a towel wrapping my body, and I grab my clothes, heading out.
"Hey, Baby?" I hear behind me, and I turn around to see the girl I had seen before. Emily, I think? Yes, her name is Emily. I smile politely at her, and she says, "Do you do dance? You look like a dancer." And I nod. "Me too." She says, and I smile, walking out of the stall. The awkward tension was fogging up the air and I had to escape.
"Morning, Baby." I hear Carmen say as I rush to quickly pull on some clothes for the first day of classes. I put on a pair of my pale ripped jeans, a loose white T shirt, and red converse. "You look awesome!" She adds, as I rush to blow dry my hair straight.
"Thank you!" I half yell, over the loud blowdryer. Once my hair is dried straight, I grab my phone, seeing it is already 7:52 am. I say godbye to Carmen, and I head out of my dorm, going straight for the door outside. I decide to skip breakfast, making sure I arrive to class on time. I'm not one for being a prude, or the perfect A+ student, but I do like to give a good impression to a teacher. By the time I walk across camupus to my fist class, religion. As I take I seat, arriving about 5 minutes before the bell, I see a blonde haired boy with glasses sitting right up at the front. He looks up at me for a brief moment, then stares back down into his book. More people began coming in, and I finally chose a spot in the fourth row, near the middle. I begin to pull out my notes, and a pen, getting ready for the first day.
"Baby." An oh so familiar voice calls my name, and I look up to see Harry. He gives me a kind grin, and sits right beside me. I knew we had literature together, but religion as well? This is going to be a fun year. He pulls out a notebook, and a familiar looking journal. I remember it was the brown leather one from under his bed!
"Hello, Harry." I say, and he begins rummaging through his bag for someting else. I look at my notes and write the date, and the given title of the lesson the teacher has now written on the board. "GOD." And once I finish, I hear Harry mumble 'Fuck.' "What's wrong?" I ask, and he looks at me frusterated.
"I forgot a fucking pen." He says annoyed, and I giggle, handing him mine. He looks at me confused and says, "Don't you need it?" But as he says that, i'm pulling out an extra pen for myself. He says thanks, and we begin to listen to the lesson.
"Hello, young adults." He starts off, and Harry rolls his eyes. I giggle, and the teacher continues. "Over the course we are going to be going deep into the mind and soul of religion. World Religions is a beautiful course that arts the amazing culture our world has." He says, and I can hear Harry groan in boredom. I nudge him, and he gives me a playful smirk.
"I fucking hate religion." He whispers to me, causing me to laugh quietly in my seat. Why would he take religion if he doesn't like it? "Besides..." He adds, "I'm atheist." And I giggle at his rude humour.
