nerve; 5h

Chapter 1

It's another typical week for Normani. Taking photographs for the Year Book, trying to handle Camila's behaviors these days, suffering with her mother and all that kind of stuff. But all she can do is close her eyes and take a deep breath and say to herself; 'it's going to be alright'.

Just by turning on her own laptop, she sees her own self again on the small icon above the password. She types in her password slowly on the laptop but ends up typing it incorrectly, so she repeated again and this time, she finally entered her internet world. What shows up first right in front of her face by the screen is her mother, herself, and her sister. She smiled to herself and decided to play some music to calm himself down.

"It's nice to see you again, Spotify." She snickers after she spoke. "You save my life." So dramatic. She thought. She shifts her mouth down the application and the site popped up making his face up brightly. She played the playlist for R&B as she let her earlobes feel delighted by the sound of good voice surrounding her-

-and something came into her mind.

She leaned closely to the table and went to Google Chrome then to 'Gmail'. Of course, to check if she got accepted to the CalArts Admission. As a new mail popped up, she swallowed the lump in her throat as she noticed the mails entitled, 'URGENT: CalArts Admission Reminder'.

"Really..." She whispers to herself and shook her head, taking a deep breath before clicking it. When she finally had the guts to see the mail, she wasn't shocked at all. Perhaps, he pretended to be shocked?

"CONGRATULATIONS from CalArts

[CLICK HERE TO ACCEPT]

Dear Normani,

Congratulations again! This is a reminder that your reply is due tomorrow. This could be the first day of the rest of your life! Click accept and join the class of 2020!

Sincerely, CalArts.

By the dull eyes of Normani, she highlighted the words slowly the words that was given to her by the Deputy Director and the CalArts Admin then her mouse shifted slowly to the accept button but something bugged him instead.

"Well," She sighed and stretched her shoulders and cracked her fingers, looking like she's ready for a keyboard fight. "It's better to be safe than sorry." She says and smirks slightly, shaking her head.

Isn't it?

So she decided to reply to them, not even hesitating for o.oooooo1 seconds if she should do this or not. Well, it's for the sake of her life and her mom. She licked her lips and rested her chin on her palm staring at the screen for seconds and finally came back to reality.

And what she will do is going to be her regret in her own fucking life.

'To whom it may concern,

I regret to inform the admission board that I must decline-"

But she stopped typing.

She just did. Because she remembered the figure of her mother and sister. "Seriously!" She groaned gently in frustration and ran her fingers through her soft dark tresses and closed her eyes for a bit. If she'll regret  her life decisions or not.

Well, Normani Kordei, stop being a pussy. She thought.

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