Mistake

Chapter 1

3 months later..

Its my first day at Harvard Univeristy, and I have the feeling my nerves will pop out any second. This is the number 8 best college in America so it better be good. It is so difficult to get in this universitiy, that me and my mom were so happy when they sent me the confirmation letter. I decided not to go too far from my old town, Wellesley Hills. I just wanted to be able to go to my family fast in case something happens. With half a hour I am home again. 

I take my stuff out of my new dorm in which I arrived earlier today. After class I hope I'll meet my roommate. I'm curious of how she will look, how she will be and what kind of realtionship we will have.

I always had a lot of friends, but still something inside of me is afraid that I will end up alone. I am ready for my first class: Spanish. I love languages, and I am quite good at them, so I decided to take French, Spanish and English literature apart from my normal classes. 

When I walk in I see a long haired woman, with blue eye shadow. She has some wrinkles and her eyes hang down. She smiles when the class comes in and that makes her face light up.

If it was 4 months ago, I would probably sit in the front but I decide against. Before the school party I started a period in my life in which I dind't want to be invisible anymore. The only thing I remember about that party is that I drunk way too much. I never really regretted it, but I rather won't do it again. I think.

When I finally settle and unpack my books, a beautiful, blond haired, blue-eyed girl, sits next to me. She looks friendly. This is my chance to start a conversation and increase my friend score to +1.

"Hey" I try.

"Ehm, hey?" The stranger answers after 10 seconds of thinking.

This isn't going the right way.. Her answer took to long. I try again.

"How are you?"

"Can you please stop? I try to listen."

This isn't my type. She is too serious and withdrawn for me. Still my score is zero.

Let's try again with my other neighbor. A boy with black hair and a crest. Nobody will ever be capable of looking into his caramel-coloured eyes for more than 20 seconds. they're perfect. His arm is full of black inkt. Tatoos never were my type of things. I don't think you should ruin your skin like that.

I find out his name is Zayn and he came here to Cambridge because his girlfriend studied here. He is really nice and friendly.

"If you want I could let you see the town after school, there is a lot to do here."

"I would love to but not today, I still have a lot to do. We can go another day if you want?" I don't like saying this to my first "friend" but it is the truth and besides, I want to meet my roommate. I hope he doesn't mind going another day.

"What about Wednesday? "He asks to my relief. I notice that the girl next to us is getting irritated by our conversation.

"Yeah, that would be great! " I answer quickly. I'm really nervous but also really excited about his offer. 

For the rest of the lesson I just try to pay attention. The woman is explaining some grammar I already understand. At the end of the lesson we all get a book we have to read in, in Spanish. It looks like a nice book, I hope it is a good one.

Zayn waves me goodbye with a warm smile. I smile back and say I am looking forward to our appointment. I am happy that I made a sort of friend on my first day at university.

When I come back in my dorm after classes, I'm alone. I can see she has been here though, all her stuff is on the left bed. I sit on the right one. The nightstand next to our beds are the same wood as the bed and the old-fashioned desk under the window. The purple walls curs with the yellowish carpet, and I decide I will go to the shop later to buy something to hang.

When I'm done evaluating the room, I dial my parents number, but nobody picks up. I don't take the effort to try again, I'll speak to them later. Just as I sit at the desk to make some asignments the door opens.

The girl has a narrow, oblong face with round cheekbones and a slighty pointed chin. Her split-like eyes are brown. She has a long nose and her lips are continually pursed together. Her gold-blond hair is pushed back in a messy bun. She is wearing some standard blue jeans and a dark-red hoodie. 

The girl walks in without saying anything, and just manages her stuff. I tried a "hey" but her reply is poor; just a small wave and that is it. I walk toward my bed and look at her. Her eyes meet mine when she notices me changing places. Her eyes shine out gloom, and I immediatly feel sorry for her. I can tell this girl is having a hard time just by looking at her face.

"What is your name ?"

"Anna"

"Nice to meet you, my name is Melissa. Shall I order pizza tonight? Maybe we can get to know each other?"

"Fine" She says with a poor, little voice and without even looking at me.

This is not really the kind of person I expexted but I'll see.

She is writing in some book, I think it is her diary. I am dying to know what she is writing. How does she feel? She is so introvert that I can't seem to meet the inner her. I sit down at the desk and again try to start with my asignments. They are small, so I'm done qiuckly. When I see the time on my mobile phone, I decide it is time for pizza. 

"What kind of pizza do you want?" I ask. "Eh, cheese would be good.." She answers, still as unsure as she was an hour ago. I search for the  number on internet and dial it. 

"With Dorini's pizza's, how can I help you?" asks a heavy, familiar voice. I know this voice, but from where? I'm waken up from my thoughts about this man, when he asks me if I'm still there. I tell him my order, and hang up. I keep thinking about this phone call till the order is delivered.

 When I ask Anna some questions, she only shrugs and gives short answers. This conversation is going nowhere. When I am fed up with putting all my energy in her, I put on my shoes and go for a walk. I think Anna is hiding something. Maybe she has a hard time or she has some trouble with her family. I should talk to her, but not now, not today.

I walk down the dormhouse, into the park on the inner square of the campus. The air is cold against my skin, and the sun is setting. The sky tonight is astonishing, and it doesn't take long or I am lost in the colours, still thinking about the familiar voice on the phone.

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