Gravity| h.s

4.

Release Date: 11th July 2014.

I gaze at my reflection in the mirror, running my fingers through my currently wet hair as I try and figure a way to style it. I was never any good at these things. I usually left it up to Bianca to treat me like her Barbie doll and dress me up. I can't believe it. Today is the day. The day I have been waiting for since I got my acceptance letter three months ago. Today is the day that I begin my medical degree at New York University. It feels like my whole life has been leading up to this moment. I am officially a college girl.

I look at the girl in the mirror grinning back at me. The girl with great, icy blue eyes that gleam with happiness, the eyes she has inheritated from her father. The girl with dirty blonde hair that waves down just past her shoulders and flawless, transluctant skin with a few freckles. That girl is excited. That girl is me. So what  if she has a thing for cardigans. So what if she works hard and achieves what she wants. Today is the day that nothing will stand in my way.  I eventually give up and pull my saturated hair back into a bun, exposing my pearl ears that I got as a graduation present from my dad.

Exiting my en suite with the same embarrassing smile, I retrieve my rucsack from the bed and make my way to the kitchen.  Bianca slurps gingerly coffee from her favourite mug as she yawns. Eight a.m isn't a time you would catch Bianca Payne out of bed, but she was certain that she would get up just for me to see me off to college. I feel special. 

"Hey, Elle." She groans sleepily. Even when exhausted, she still remains gorgeous and model-like. 

"Morning, B." I sing and I can see my cheerfulness pisses her off. " How are you on this fine morning." I decide to act on it, knowing that nothing in this world can bring me down today. 

Bianca moans in response. " Morning's aren't my things. Are you excited?" She attempts to open her eyes to appear more awake, but it doesn't work.

I skip to the fruit bowl and take an apple. " You know it."  I shove the apple into my bag, saving it for my lunch. " I just wish you and Liam could go on the same days as me."

The only thing that hadn't gone in our favour when moving to New York was that Bianca and Liam have to attempt classes on Tuesdays and Thurdays, were as I have  Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. Lucky me! I was reluctant at first, fearing that I would be aloner, resided all on my own with nobody to befriend. With my timid personality, who would? But the excitement of attending classes has overshown that.

"You'll be fine, Kiddo." She says huskily. " Just be yourself."

I laugh. "You sound like my mother."

She smiles warmly at me. Bianca is the only person who can make a smile seem like a hug. " You wish." Her voice is playful. Playful, Bianca is a fun Bianca.

Acknowledging the time on my watch, I bid my farwells to Bianca as I begin to leave for University. Ha, that  word never gets old. Since we moved to New York I began timing my trips to places, like the supermarket , starbucks or even school for that matter so that I know how long everything will take and what time I can leave home at. It will take approxiately ten minutes to get to the university.

"Oh, Ella," Bianca shouts for me as I am about to leave.

coiling to look at her, I nod in confirmation. " Yeah?"

"Your dad called. He said to wish you good luck." She says. " He also said something about an interview for an internship? Do you know anything about that? I just told him to ring you back when you get home."

Hiding the disturbance within, I replace the pain with a beam. " Yeah, I know what it's about. I'll call him when I get back. Thank, B." And with that, I leave the apartment before another word is said.