Nina Kobly lives on the bad side of Cincinnati, Ohio; where she tries to pursue her dreams of escaping daily struggles while meeting Jon Alter, who prefers to be called Dean and encountering fragile situations with a friend who likes to be called Ph...
No, that couldn't possibly be it. Or was I? I don't remember my bed feeling like soft, puffy clouds. Why does my pillow smell like aftershave?
I sprang up without thinking, jumping to my feet. I was surrounded by dark, grey comforters that definitely did not compare to my purple blankets that laid on my bed at home. I look around the room trying to remember how I got here. I started to observe where I was until I noticed a few pictures hanging on the wall near the small, bright window. I walked closer to see three boys in the picture. One looked like he was in a choke hold and the person doing it seemed to be enjoying it. I looked closer to see that he wore an 'Amelia' sweatshirt, which was the name of my middle school. Who did he look like?
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"Gotta love middle school"
I heard that familiar voice behind me in the doorway, not realizing he was there. I turn around to see Dean, leaning on the door frame. He changed his outfit since last night, he was now wearing blue Levi's with a red and blue patterned flannel.
"Shit, sorry, didn't see you there.."
How long was he standing there
"How long was I out? Did I really sleep here?" I mentally palmed myself as I realized I had something important to do today but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Don't worry, I slept on the couch." He joked
I must have gave him a look that made him add on to what he had to say.
"You.. uh, fell asleep after you made coffee. You sat on the couch and then fell asleep."
I made an 'O' shape with my mouth realizing that I just put a burden on him by having to deal with me.
I started to continue looking for my stuff
In mid panic, I hear a vibration come through the room.
My pager!
I continue to hear the constant vibrating as I look desperately for the small, bedazzled pager that I keep with me in case for emergencies. It continued to buzz like an endless morning alarm while pillows and sheets flew in the air.
No where to be found.
I stumbled upon my shoes, which laid next to a wooden nightstand. After putting on my shoes while looking for it, I heard the buzz even closer now, just to find it perfectly lying there ON THE NIGHTSTAND.
"Oh, thank God!" I snatched it in my left hand while the right hand was in the process of putting my shoes on. Just when I finished I went to see what my pager was saying.
DEB 12
Aunt Debbie scheduled me a job interview today with Cincinnati Grace Hospital as a transfer and I completely forgot.
