Mr. Postman

Chapter Seven

Summer was already on its way but to think that I would end up inside a classroom with the rain pouring right outside was something I didn't quite expect. Isn't it supposed to be all sun and shine for the next few weeks? Apparently not.

I had History at this time of the day and it may seem a bit odd but I love this subject. I loved finding out more about the past and how it came to be that way. That feeling you get when you finally know why it happened...it was a glorious feeling. 

The weekend passed by without any word from Tessa about the guys, which was a good thing for me because I was concentrating on my studies. Also, Reece stopped bugging me about telling Garrett about the letter. She moved on to another topic which was finding a way to spend her summer gloriously. I was a little annoyed whenever she would ask me for some advice about going on a European vacation but I was more than happy to talk about Europe and its fees than talking about a certain letter and a certain boy.

I drummed my fingers on the desk while humming a song called Look Away by a band called Chicago. It was one of my mom's favorite songs and I couldn't help but like it as well. My professor talked about the chronicles of man kind evolving into something much more. It wasn't a topic I really liked but it had some kind of history in it.

I leaned back on my chair and stared out the window, eventually daydreaming about the world. What would it be like if the dinosaurs didn't die? What would happen if the days stopped and all we had was darkness shrouding every one of us?

These questions piled up one after the other until I started to question my own life. What would my life be if I became like Catherine? If I was that pretty girl in High School who more or less got what she wanted? What if I wasn't this anti-social? Would I be having the time of my life in college or not? But here comes the question I dreaded to think of but it came naturally as if it was pushing its way out of some barrier inside my brain. What if Garrett and I ended up together?

I huffed and mentally slapped myself for thinking of that. You may be thinking that it's totally harmless to think of that but you're wrong. I didn't want to think of Garrett and the different what if's that came with him. There's this one problem that I have that's been bugging me ever since I was born. I was a sucker for love. And where there is love there is hope. I plan to avoid those two things until I set my priorities straight. Whenever that would be but as of now, I was going to remain single.

The warning bell rang causing my thoughts to drift back to reality. My fellow classmates started to fix their things while half-listening to the lecture that was still on going. I did the same thing too since I was in no mood to miss Journalism. It was always the last subject.

The final bell rang and the whole class scrambled to their feet, quickening their pace since it was raining infinitely making us students 30% slower. Our Professor dismissed us realizing this dilemma we all had. I shoved all me things in my bag and went out the classroom, following the crowd of students shuffling in the hall. 

I looked out the windows and saw the clouds turn into a darker shade of gray. Rain pitter pattered outside sending chills down my back instead of sweat. I guess this means I won't be able to use the shortcut to my Journalism class. I looked down at my wrist and bit my lip realizing I only had six minutes to run all the way to the other building. I took a deep breath and mentally prepared myself to maneuver my way through the hall and avoid all the obstacles I had in my path.

I clutched the strap of my bag and excused myself from the people as I ran. Yes I ran in the halls while carefully avoiding the students and their crude words. I wouldn't want to get caught up with someone telling me to watch where I was going and end up being a second late in class.