Sororities 101

The Big Day

Right, just to start of, apologies for a year of absence!! I was unsure of starting this again as this book has been behind me for quite some time now. An unrecited love of sorts. However, I'm following on from where I left off and hope you stay with me :)

EEEEK 

WoWeE. I'm still lost for words. However, I can't help wondering if we've rushed this, pushed ourselves into the typical sterotypes, fufilling the teenage fantasies on how we yearn to be in a relationship. But I do like Clyde. I do believe we were destined to be together, ( yet I may be biased, I do write novels in my spare time and I am a sucker for romance..) he was a breath of fresh air. A break in my usual formalities. It's basically in  the definition that college is a break ( of sorts) of freedom, away from the stress-head parents and unsettling glares from the ever so kind mean girls. This wasn't highschool and I guess that concept is now just settling in.

Although I was thrilled to be asked out, he hasn't messaged me, or facetimed me or even put out a tweet all night or morning. Maybe hes having second thoughts, maybe he has regrets or he might not of meant a date.. OH MY GOLLY GOD, I may have misheard him, my thoughts were kind of engulfed in the moment and I didn't really analyse what he was saying, unlike usual. I...Oh.. Should I message him? I roll over on my bed and jump to the floor, in a daze I stumble to Iris. Shes used to this ordeal right?

Then, with a sigh of relief his id popped up informing me that 'heyo van, 5pm? what you want to do, pancakes, fried chicken? waffles? waffles, crispy bacon and maple syrup, omg it's a date you up for it? :D Clyde x' phew I thought I'd been played again, however Clyde didn't seem quite the type to play with emotions, yet only time can tell.

As usual I went for a more casual attire, a oversized warm brown hoodie, bklack leggings, pure white socks (my favourite kind) and my navy blue sliders, my very favourite outfit. I grab my purse, elegantly place my dimonte crusted sunglasses on the top of my head and reach for my phone, yelling 'CYA' to Iris I bounce out the door. 

Slowly I walk around the campus, just taking my time, obviously I'm early. I wander, just thinking about me and Clyde. Glancing at my watch, it is 4:35, better start walking in the right direction I thought, internally.

Again we meet in the stale little cafe, the large windows lined with a yellow grime. He sat, lonesome against the red and white striped chairs he gazed outside looking for me. He effortlessly strung his body widely, his grey ripped jeans adorning his light pink tee. His straggly strips of brown hair dust the tops of his eyebrows. Entering with a ring, I walk to his table, and come to meet his gaze. He looks me up and down. Immediately I feel tiny. A mere morsel of rice. A grain. I feel diminished. I feel judged, until he says one word, that made me feel brilliant.

'wow'

His big blue eyes open widely. His whole being is submerged into this conversation. This reassures me, makes me feel like what we have is genuine.  

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