Wait For Me / Joshler

Rainy Pier

September 1, 2017
6:30am
The sun was starting to rise over the horizon. I laid in my bed for about ten minutes until I gathered myself to get ready. I didn't know what to expect today, it's not like I haven't experienced a huge change before. High school was probably worse than what this could feel like. Orientation started at 7:30 I didn't want to go, I didn't want to put up with awkwardly walking with a bunch of other people who don't know what the fuck they're doing following the tour guides like ducklings. I got up got dressed, I grabbed everything I needed.

Billie was already up making a mess in the kitchen. She was startled by my presence. "Bro, you got to chill out on ghosting my dude." I chuckled at that.

"I'm sorry, I'll be out in a bit for orientation." I apologize pursing my lip. I sat on the small stool on the other side of the island. She was making pancakes, at least that's what it looked like. "What's the special occasion?" I smirked at her wiggling my eyebrows.

"What? I cant have some fucking pancakes in the morning for no reason?" She laughed at my comment.

"I've never in my life seen someone make pancakes for fun at six in the morning," I smiled in disbelief.

"You're missing out man,"

"I must be, don't mind leaving some for me." I slid out of the stool jiggling my keys in my hand out of boredom. "I'm heading out now, have fun cleaning your pancake mess." I laughed at her, walking out the apartment and locking the door.

7:15am
The loud fuss in the room made me anxious. Everyone was huddled with their parents or friends. I was standing next to this booth about Weston's sports. I never understood why this art school has sports teams but I guess art kids might like sports too. The actual tour started at 7:30, I should have stayed at the apartment a while longer. Now i'm starting to regret not eating.

I looked around apprehensively. There were a bunch of booths about extracurricular activities and clubs. There was this one booth that caught my eye. I may not have played this game since tenth grade but why not check it out. The bulletin board behind the set up table read 'Mario Kart Club'; all the mario kart characters spread across it. I really missed this game, I used to play it all the time on my Game boy until I got a DS and started to get into other games.

The booth was small, not decorated as much as the other ones around. The small foldable table held pamphlets and just a few colourful balloons were scattered here and there.With hands in my pocket, I walked up to the booth behind which a guy that couldn't be much older than me stood smiling. He was tall, with broad shoulders that looked strong beneath his green t-shirt. He noticed me coming over and his smile grew bigger.

"Hey, my name is josh. I see that you are interested in our club." His eyes lit up at me. The corners creased a little when he smiled. It was cute. I have to stop thinking every guy I meet is my future soulmate. Jenna always made fun of me because of that. Shit.

"Yeah, it seems so. What do you have in store for me." I rubbed my hands together expecting something fun and indulging.

"Well, all we technically do is play Mario Kart and skip boring classes for 'club purposes'. That's it." He laughed.

"Well, you've got me take my money."

"You're a funny one aren't you," The corners of his mouths turn up adorably. I felt a rush of heat crawl up my neck to my ears. Am I blushing? I willed myself to relax as I laughed at his comment nervously.  The guy next to Josh gave him a look of playful disgust.

"Josh I told you to stop flirting with our new recruits," He slapped Josh's back. "My name is Samuel. Sam for short." He gave a wide smile while sticking out his hand for a shake.