The Ride

Chapter 1: Just my luck

Author's note: English is not my native language, so please forgive me if you see any mistakes. I use spellcheck and dictionary, but maybe I'll get sone expressions wrong or something. I'll google them, but, anyway, sorry.

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"Stella, could I talk to you for a minute?" my Performance professor walked up to me after he dismissed the class.

"Yeah, sure," I replied while putting things back into my black, studded hobo bag.

"I wanted to talk to you about your studies," professor said, when there were just two of us left in the classroom.

"Umm... yes? What's with them?"

"It's hard for me to say this, because you're one of my best students, but... you're not a student in this school anymore."

"Sorry? I didn't get it..." I was confused and I started to feel dizzy. How was that possible?

"It turns out there was one small test and an exam which you didn't pass at the end of the previous semester, so you are not on our lists and, well, you're expelled," I could see remorse in his eyes, when he said that.

"But... I don't get it. I was on the list when you called out our names to see if we are her at the beginning of this class."

"Just a few seconds ago I got handed the updated list."

"But it's almost April. That means I've attended school for nothing for these three months?" I was getting really pissed, but I couldn't show that. I hated this university, nothing happened in time here, there always were such a mess with teachers grading tests in time and so on. This school really got on my nerves.

"Yeah, well..." professor didn't know how to answer to that, because he knew it that was unfair to me not saying anything until now when he got the updated students' list. "But didn't you get a letter saying that you're expelled?" he finally realized that there must be a letter sent to my home address.

"No, there has been no letter. I would definitely remember it," I had to clench my hand into fist to keep myself from showing my anger. "Is there something I can do about this? Anything to do to get back in?"

This day was really shitty for me. I found out I've been expelled for almost 3 months now and I got dragged through all University, because one professor sent me to another, then to another and it went like this for at least an hour. It was all for nothing, there was nothing I could do to get back in. I had to wait for a new school's year and try to get in again. This sucked. I felt majorly screwed by my school and the worst part - I didn't know if I had enough money to get back in and pay for the same year again. And I had to tell that to my mom, which wasn't going to be easy. I was so angry, but at the same time I wanted to cry.

I took a bus from Huddersfield back to my sweet home in Bradford. I lived about a mile away from the bus station, so it took me just a bit more than 10 minutes to walk home, but this time I stopped by Mirror Pool at Bradford's Central Park (if you could even call it a park) to just sit there and be alone. I had to gather my thoughts and calm myself down before I faced my mom. I figured out that maybe I should call Zoey first and tell her the bad news. She has been my best friend my whole life and for the last couple of years she was also my band mate. Zoey had an amazing voice, that's why she was our lead singer. I was a guitarist and back up singer.

"Hey, Z!" I said with a smile, when Zoey picked up her phone.

"Hey baby! What's up?" she sounded excited.

"Umm... I'm screwed."

"What?! What happened? Are you pregnant?!"

"For fuck's sake, NO! Gosh, no, Zoey, why would you think like that..." I started to laugh. I swear, she always had the craziest ideas in her mind.