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the lady doing emma's nails took her sweet time, so i now had to hurry to my next class.

"bye emma!" i yell to her in the parking lot, walking to my car.

"bye bitch!" she replies, and we both laugh, getting into our seperate cars. i put my key into the ignition and turn it, wasting no time.

i'm not about to be late on the first day. it takes about 10 minutes to get to art appreciation which starts in 15 minutes. that gives me 5 minutes to park, walk into the building, find my auditorium, and sit down. if i walk quickly, i should be able to get it done.

i finally get there, making my way into my seat, just a minute before class starts. i lean back in my seat with a relieved smile on my face. then, the professor walks in, and im right on time.

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art appreciation was easy, we just went over the syllabus and got an introduction to what the class is going to be like. i relax on my way home, happy in the california weather. i love that its always sunny, and i can drive with my windows down.

it's now 4:30, and i have my last class at 6:00. better at 6:00 than having classes on fridays. i managed to add classes to my other days to skip fridays. that way, i get a three day weekend.

i pull into my designated parking spot at my apartment and walk inside. i have an hour and 15 minutes before i have to leave, so i sit on the couch and watch tv. i don't really pay attention to the tv, im more just on my phone.

i haven't heard from ethan in a while, so i decide to text him. but what it i come of as clingy? what the fuck, who cares? i can do whatever i want. i text him a simple "hey, what are you doing tonight?" so i can find some sort of plans. on tuesdays and thursdays, i dont have class until  12:30, so i only have to wake up at 11:00.

ethan is quick to reply.

ethan
not much, just editing
our new video

tori
oh ok i have class
until 8:00 and i
wanted to hang out

ethan
you can totally come over
and we can hang out, i'm
usually bored with editing
anyway. anytime after your
class is fine.

tori
i mean if i'm not getting in the
way then i'd love to come over
later

ethan
no you're totally fine, i'll
see you tonight.
——

i exit out of my messages and turn my attention back to a random show on the tv. i hear the door open and close, then feel a dip in the couch as amber sits next to me.

"i hate my fine arts proffesor. he just talks and talks and talks, and he never stops. like i dont even know what i need to bring next class." she groans looking at me.

"that sucks. i still have to go to my fine arts class in 45 minutes, hopefully with a different professor. what's his name?" i ask, hoping she at least remembered that.

"professor thimbler. he's a bore." she replies, turning her attention to the tv, changing to spongebob.

i end the conversation there, then set an alarm for the time i have to go to class.

sooner than i thought, the alarm goes off, which amber manages to stay asleep through. she must've had a long day if she fell asleep that quickly and didn't wake up to an alarm.

i grab my white backpack and lift it over my shoulder, walking out to my car for the last time today. i quickly text amber that im going to ethan's after class, so that she'll read it when she wakes up.

i get into my car and pull out of the parking spot that is just a few minutes from my apartment. i drive 5ish minutes to my class, and do the same routine, finding a place in the backish to sit.

i write down all the 'notes' i need, and unluckily, my professor was thimbler. dumbass name for a dumbass person. we didn't even go over the syllabus, because he didn't bother even making one.

that class felt like eternity yet also just one second, and i don't understand how. but the class finally lets out, and i get to go chill with ethan.

i climb into my car and turn the ignition yet again. i lock the doors to be safe before sitting with my eyes closed for a few seconds. i breathed in and out slowly, then pulled out of my parking spot.

i pull up to ethan's driveway, seeing only his cars and one of grayson's. i park off to the side, and take a moment to stare at the house. its not huge, but its too big for a single family home.

i walk up to the front door and knock a couple of times, then i'm met with ethan, who moves out of the way for me to step inside.

———

ok lets face it this book is trash
but i dont care lol

880 words :)

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