Dream Life: College in l'Allemagne

Prologue

The short brunette sat down on her bed at nine-thirty. Pajama'd and exhilaratingly exhausted, she picked up her phone and texted one of the two people that she was to spend the next four years of her life with.

E: Can you sleep I can't sleep I'm excited oh holy Standlord praise be

M: I never sleep soo...

E: Yeah you're right

E: But this is no normal night

M: Nope

E: We're getting out of here and I don't even mind

E: We are leaving freaking AMERICA with its freaking WALL and its freaking CHEETO and its freaking CRAP cafeteria food THANK YOU MICHELLE

M: Yeah

M: We're doing this

E: We're gonna die

M: Probably

E: On the plane

M: crap

M: why'd you have to say that

E: ... Whoops? 😅

M: Have fun getting me on that death trap now

E: noooooooooo!

The girl laughed aloud and immediately shut her mouth, knowing that her nine year old sister was asleep and that her fifteen year old brother didn't want his video games being disturbed.

E: I'll probs be more tired if I sleep now but imma try to conk for a few. I'll be up by... 11:30ish? Yeah.

E: Ttyl, see you later!!!

M: Goodnight 💤

She plugged her phone in and turned the sounds all the way up, setting an alarm. 11:30 on the dot. And one at 11:35 just in case.

With a sigh she flopped back onto the mattress, digging in her shoulders to get comfortable and pulling up the blanket.

Three hours.

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Three hours too little, she thought as the alarm went off. Her limbs were heavy and her mind was groggy, and then she thought, three hours too much.

"Oh God," she moaned. Swinging her bare legs from under the covers, she stood for but a minute, staring at her feet. What am I-

The second alarm went off, and she gave a little exclamation of "Fuck!" Five minutes had passed and she hadn't even noticed. Quickly, she grabbed yesterday's jeans and whatever shirt was laying haphazardly across the mess on her dresser. Finally moving with a purpose, she shucked her clothes without even bothering to close the curtains, pulling on clean undergarments and the other two articles. After that, she pulled on socks and ran out of her room into the bathroom.

Only when she tried to wash her face with her toothbrush did she truly wake up.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit," she cursed over and over as she hopped around. 11:45.

Her bags were already by the door- am I missing anything?

She looked around, then grabbed her toiletries bag and put on all the jewelry that she wanted to take with her (other than the extra pair of earrings that got thrown in with the toiletries). Her high school hoodies and green denim jacket were in the suitcase.... Looking around, she snatched her gray zip-up from the bedpost and tied it around her waist.