Chapter 11: El Mañana

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You took in a sharp breath, trying not to let your professor’s words get to you.

“I understand that you might want a break with all the stress you might be on, but don’t you think you can find better company than those Crystal Gems?”

“Sir, as much as I respect your concern for me, I don’t think you’re being reasonable right now.” You replied, trying your best to control the irritation in your voice as you held onto your textbook tighter, releasing your anger through it. “They are good people – You’d be able to see it if you just gave them a chance.”

Sighing, he placed a hand over his forehead, rubbing the creases away before straightening his posture on his seat. He shuffled some papers neatly into place and put some stray pens and pencils back in the desk’s drawer, looking back towards you moments after closing it.

“Alright.” He huffed. “I will trust you will be on your best behaviour while on your outing with them – Please, do not let them pressure you into anything, and make sure to stray away from alcohol.”

“Thank you, sir!” You exclaimed, a smile replacing your earlier frown as you held back the sudden urge to squeeze him into a hug. “I’ll be sure to stay up-to-date as soon as I’m back.”

With those final words, you said your goodbyes, exiting through the door with a breath being held back.

Once you were out on campus, you let it out, tension being released from your body. You then waved at some of your classmates standing nearby, engaging in some small talk with them and asking them if you could borrow their notes when you returned from your three-day outing with Steven, his father, and the Crystal Gems.

You were shaking from both the nerve-wracking experience of confronting your last professor and the anxiety of having to prepare for a vacation with people you were still just getting acquainted with – aside from Steven and Amethyst. For that reason, you tried to distract your thoughts by giving Jamie a call – the mailman you’d befriended on one of the days you’d gone over to Steven’s house. He was a friendly and outgoing person, his deep love for theater permitting you to become fast friends with him.

“Hey.”  You called, fumbling with the border of your shirt and using your other hand to hold the device against you ear. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

There was a moment of silence before his voice could be heard from the other line.

“Sure!” He replied, his enthusiastic voice leading you to smile. “Something happen, (Y/N)?”

“It’s. . .” You trailed off, letting out an awkward chuckle when losing your thread of thought due to the worries continuing to take over the rest of your mind. “It’s nothing big – It’s. . . silly, actually. I just wanted to talk with you for a while to forget about it."

Although you had a few close friends in campus, you didn’t exactly feel comfortable enough with their presence yet to talk with them about something like this, so you resorted to the next best thing – using a phone to call the mailman.

“It’s fine.” He assured you, his gentle voice letting you imagine he could be smiling right now. “You can tell me – no matter how silly you think it is!”

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