SHE

Chapter 2- She and the first day

Everyday is a first day in my opinion.
First day to change something and that is exactly what I did today.

I changed my ringtone.

Yes, I know I didn't do anything life changing but still it felt good...at first.
I woke up as usual- groggy to the point of being annoyed with everything. I struggled to open my eyes against the harsh light coming from my window, which I now realise that keeping open was a big, big mistake.
Lying in my comfortable bed, I started the day by thinking about how miserably I slept and have been sleeping for the past few weeks. I reluctantly open my eyes to find myself still feeling the same sense of annoyance.
I get up for my bed not bothering to clean up even a bit after myself, I beeline towards the bathroom.
My bathroom like my life is a mess. A huge one. Clothes everywhere, empty bottles just taking up space and the big mirror.

Oh how I hate mirrors!

I wish there was no such concept as a mirror, but it's there. Staring at me and forcing me to do what I hate, focus on myself. It's quite crazy how a piece of reflective surface can make you question each and everything about your life.
I then go about with my morning routine and step out of the bathroom to change in to something more like I've got somewhere very important to be.
Putting on my clothes, I always feel this uneasiness that I'm really not doing anything productive and it's just my routine which gives me an illusion that I'm doing something with my life.
I just realised how depressed I'm making this all sound. It's really not.
It's just what I'm feeling today. Some days are better than the others. Some days I wake up and belt out songs and even sing in front of the mirror. Shocking I know but also true.

I skip downstairs to the kitchen to get started on my breakfast. Yes, it was a breakfast kind of a day. I usually skip the "very important first meal" of the morning and just get ready to leave. But today I was feeling breakfast and that too a fancy one. So I did, I made myself a very fancy egg on toast, fresh juice kind of a breakfast.
While eating my meal, I started scrolling on my phone. Turning to my social media, I get an antsy feeling. Social media in my opinion is a double edged sword. On one hand I'm really interested and inspired by the contents and on the other hand the shallowness irritates me to no end. I scroll through my accounts getting bored with every other word and then finally setting my phone down.
I glance at the clock on my right and realise that my classes are going to start in about 45 minutes.
I quickly wash and dry my dishes and run to get my bag and other stuff from my room to leave.
Just as I'm locking the front door a strange melody fills the air. Not realising what it was in the very first instance, I ignore it. But the incessant ringing suddenly clicks something in my brain and I realise that it's my phone with the new ringtone.
Hastily I look around in my bag for the cellphone and once I find it, I let out a deep sigh. The screen was illuminated with a brightly shot photo to my mother.
"Hey mom", I said after picking up the call.
"Hello, honey are you alright? You weren't picking up?", she said with a hint of panic in her voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just locking the door and the phone was in the bag".
"I got really scared, never do that to me. Okay!", she said.
"Yes mom, but it's okay. It's just a few seconds though".
"Anyway, I called to wish you luck for your first day. Remember to study hard", she said.
"Yes mother, I will", I said rolling my eyes.
"Get going then, you don't want to be late on your first day. Remember first impression is the last. All the best and we love you".
"Thank you mom, I love you too", I said not adding anything else.
I then silently shut down my phone are walk towards my car. Settling in I take a deep breath and get started on my ride to school.
All the while I was driving, my anxieties were acting up. They were having a field day about being out in the open.
I couldn't really pinpoint as to how I was feeling about the rest of the day. I didn't really know what to expect.
It was the first day of my senior year in college. My 4 year stint was ending. I was happy with my academic result and even had a few job offers on the line.
However, something felt incomplete. I felt like I was forgetting something very important. But I couldn't understand what.

The drive to school was not a long one. About 20 minutes of straight roads. Once I reached, I parked in my fairly usual spot and got out of the car.
Picking up my belongings I walked towards my building. It was a perfect example of traditional architecture and I loved the look of it. Suddenly I felt the dense cloud of leaving the college in a few months settle around me.
I quickly shrugged the feeling and entered the building.
Upon reaching my class, I settled in the same spot I had in the previous semester. A sense of familiarity with me as I sat down. The class was partially full with students randomly sitting in various seats.
I started to get my books out when the "new ringtone" on my phone began to play.
I hastily took my phone out of my bag to silence it only to realise that it wasn't ringing.
I turned around in my seat to notice a guy in a maroon hoodie rummage in his bag and taking out his phone and picking up the call.
His words were incoherent from the distance but somewhere along the line of me staring at him, he looked right into my eyes.
This was the first time I saw his eyes.

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Hey guys,

Thank you for being patient with me. I'm trying to send out more chapters but this brain of mine is out of my control. It's a mystery to me as to how my mind is going on with things.

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A.belle