Damions Grudge

Familiarizing

                                                                            FAMILIARIZING                  

       “If you can’t wake up on time then why do you stay up so late” Alice said, irritated as she pushed the blanket off me, and I just took it back on, much to her frustration.

          We were already late for our first lecture, which really pissed Alice off so she was really heated up and was shouting continuously. On the other hand, I wearily opened my eyes but closed them instantly after encountering so much light in my room because Alice must have cleared away the curtains and, after a very long time, Sun was warming the sky. 

          “What time is it?” I mumbled, rubbing my eyes and looking for my slippers.

         “Its 8 am, you idiot!” Alice snapped and left the room.

                When I went downstairs, both Stiles and Alice were already at the dining table. Stiles was doing nothing better than me. He had yawned at least twice during my little descent. I grabbed the juice, poured myself a glass and went to the garage.

               “I am not going to the lecture.” I said, with half of my eyes closed, as we entered the college building. I was dragging my luggage which consisted of my sports bag along with the normal one because we had try outs for the football team at 9:30.

            “Me too” Stiles joined in, who was already making his way to his locker to dump his bags. Alice gave us a frowning look but went away. 

             We dumped our bags in our lockers and went to the cafeteria because according to Stiles, café was the best place to sleep. Stiles started wheezing just as we sat, whereas I bought a cappuccino and tried to shove the sleep away and get ready but failed miserably because after a couple of minutes, I was resting my head on the table with my eyes closed. Then I heard footsteps coming to our table. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was her red joggers. "What a weirdo" I thought to myself. 

            “Is this seat taken?” she asked, I didn't know which seat she was talking about but I muttered “No, it’s all yours” to go back to my awake mind sleeping. 

            She laid down her tray and quickly seated herself. This was a complete surprise for me because I had thought that she would take the chair with her to another table but it seemed awkward to ask her to shift so I continued with my 'nirvana' and Stiles continued to have forty winks.

            “FYI, these donuts taste really good” She said suddenly. This took a while to absorb in my mind but when it did I straightened frantically to look at her. She let out a sweet giggle.

            “You… you are that fake cop. Aren’t you?” I asked, suddenly my eyes were wide open.

            She nodded and continued to smile and said “Haley”. Now when I had a better look at her, she definitely didn’t seem like a cop. She had long chocolaty long hair, which were tied in a loose ponytail. Her eyes were light blue and had pink lips. She seemed like a college student now. She wore a track suit of Yankees of purple colour which matched her nail polish which she had applied on her hands. On the other hand, I was in my blue jeans from yesterday with a Real Madrid hood and Stiles was in his casuals.

                  “Wow… wow you are saying that you study here” I asked incredulously.

           “Yup” she replied.

           “Is today your first day?” I asked, because I had definitely not seen her around and beleive me I had almost seen all the students in just a week. I never thought that so many boys and girls made this foolish choice of getting into a college but I was clearly mistaken