Do You Know What Day It Is?

A Why Day

Elijah^ 

Shit.

80 degrees Fahrenheit outside today with 40% humidity. I know that because I was glad that in the email they decided today to be a relaxing one for socializing and adapting. But, no. Now because of sunglasses, we are stuck with a punishment that none of us deserve except him. Ridiculous. Today is the worse day to go for a run, especially 10 miles. Coming to this academy I knew what I was getting into, but I wasn't expecting this on the first day. 

Thanks, random rude sunglasses guy.

As if running in this weather couldn't get any worse we were running on the academy's outside private field. This field is beyond huge longer than two football fields with all type of separate sections with different activities. Therefore, the running section was all that huge. Having over a 100 guys running together is not ideal at all. I want to be done already and I'm only four miles in. Ugh.

I began to reduce my run to a paced jog. As I was adjusting my speed I was bumped into several times because of people trying to show off their skills to Mr. M and Mrs. Jones. It made sense. If you show great improvement and exceptional success you get a full-ride to any following college or a 25,000 dollar grant to help people adjust to adulthood and find a paying job if they feel college isn't for them anymore. This is one of the number one reasons I'm here. Their crazy opportunities and I also want to get a little buff.

I was brought out of my thoughts when an asshole bumped into me really hard and I couldn't take it anymore.

"Watch where you're going, dude!" I yelled with an annoyed tone.

"Make me twig," he shouted back at me.

I scoffed. Really not in the mood I just let this dude win. When he turned around at me I noticed he was the guy that got us into this mess anyway. Sunglasses. The last person I wanted to associate my self with. He was wearing tacky orange shorts with a black Nike jacket and red Adidas shoes. His shiny light brown hair was glistening in the sun and his man bun bounces every time he treads.

'This guy looks so familiar' I thought. And he kind of sound familiar. I didn't think much of it as I returned to a steady run to hurry up and finish these miles and go clean myself off of all the sweat.

******

Time past as the communist bathrooms filled up of showering dudes everywhere. I would say I'm uncomfortable, but I didn't have that much care in me too. I just focused on washing off and going into my room. I was curious as to who my roommate was.

A roommate. I hate people so trying to adapt to not having my own room really sucked. I made my way to the long hallway. I jingled my door keys back and forth while making sure I was heading to room 245. As I was making my way down the hallway I saw my room door fly open. My roommate is already there? Nice time for some introduction. Even though I'm a natural introvert didn't mean I was plain rude.

At least I thought but I saw who came out and it was sunglasses dude. Why god? Why do bad things happen to good people? He approached me, "It's the twig from the run right?"

"I'm not a twig first of all and why did you just come out of my room." I already knew why he came out. It's cause he had access to the room with a key. Because he is my roommate. I wanted to just ignore him and act like he wasn't there but my mom didn't raise me like that. He ignored the question because he knew it was probably rhetorical and disbelief that he treated me and everyone like shit on the first day. I'm the lucky one stuck with sunglasses. Whippy!

"Anyway, I'm your roommate, Nixton Reed, or just Nix and you are?" I said with a neutral tone. I wasn't excited, but I also wasn't going to be plan out disrespectful. I was going to be living with him for a year so mine as well gets to know him.