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Part-time violinist and full-time procrastinator, Jackie Picot, has a total of five problems after only the first week of starting Battersea, University of London.
1) Her flatmate keeps having sex with a bloke Jackie knows will eventuall...
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Monday, 13 February 2017
Snow came at odd times. You wouldn't expect snow to randomly be layering your London driveway mid-February, but that was exactly what was the case one early Monday afternoon. Though it wasn't a lot, Jackie had still taken it upon herself to clear the stone pathway to the front door so none of the girls would slip on their way to and from. She especially could not be asked for this. On her way to a lecture earlier today, she slipped, and she was not having it happen again. Her arse still hurt from the impact.
Since Friday the week before, three days prior, Jackie had tried to avoid everyone. It was hard seeing as she lived with two of her friends, and neither were afraid of knocking on Jackie's door asking if she was alright. She moved around the house noiselessly, keeping to herself in her room so no one would know what she was doing. After everything that had happened, she wanted to be left alone. It had all just been piling and piling up, and Jackie could barely take it anymore. Each text message she had received from each of her friends had been sweet, but after what Rebecca told her oh so many years ago, she had a hard time anyone would believe and support her identifying herself as bisexual. Just thinking about it made her bottom lip wobble and her eyesight get blurry. She didn't want to think what her friends might be thinking about her.
The only things Jackie had done these past few days that either required a whole lot of focus or next to no attention at all, was sleep, watch Netflix, and write her Solo Project. It helped keeping her mind on something else, keeping herself either too busy to think or allowing herself time to think about all of it. By this point, her life was a whole new degree of fucked up and she needed to address it in some way. Thinking about it right before she fell asleep or letting her mind wander when she was watching a series, was her way of silently coping with all of this. It let her understand; let her grow. Though she could still feel the hurt inside her chest, she knew at some point in the future, she would be alright. She couldn't see the end of the tunnel yet, it was very dark as of right now, but kept telling herself she would move away from London in a few months and life would be great again.
Using the shovel, Jackie made a small pathway from the driveway and to the stonewalk. It would be easier if Tiana was ever to bring her car back. Though the snow was barely there and, realistically speaking, it would most likely not still be here by tomorrow morning, Jackie still made the small path. Turning back to the main path, Jackie removed the snow at the very entrance so they could open the gate without problem, opening and closing it to make sure she got it all.
