Studies & Long Days

Chapt.1 Pilot

Koen

It's my first month in the photography college my parents sent me to. It's actually been pretty okay, I have a private dorm, classes are actually pretty easy.

Of course there are loud neighbors, the occasional party that lasts until what feels like 3 AM. But nothing to bad, I've always been a heavy sleeper so it never really bothers me, the music is just horrible.

Other than that though, everyones kind of got the message that im just here for my career. I'm really not the type of person to hang out in a party when I could be working on pictures, I've sort of always been like that though.

Right now I'm sitting comfortably in a neat nest of blankets and pillows, dim warm light covering my entire room. My room is spotless, I made sure everyday to keep it that way. I can never work in a messy environment.

I'm just scrolling through my phone, looking for anything to watch, getting messages here and there from my three friends. Most people would think that this would be a boring way to spend my time, but for me, it's perfect.

I take a glance at the clock, 10PM on a weeknight. I shut my phone off and put it on its charger, then make a B line to the bathroom.

I brush my short, slightly curled, brown hair until its tangleless. I grab my toothbrush and but a small amount of toothpaste on it, brush my teeth, then go to bed.

Thats usually my routine for the days I have school, of course with the added I have school mixed into it.
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My alarm blares in my ear making my eyes shoot open, I reach and shut it off. I take a deep inhale and stretch, shutting my eyes tightly before relaxing my body. I slowly open my eyes again, staring at the ceiling for a few minutes.

I yawn, snapping me out of my trance and making me get up. I grab my glasses and head for the bathroom, grabbing my brush and brushing out my hair. Then, I brush my teeth. Same old, same old.

I rub my eyes of the sleepiness, slipping into some jeans and a T-shirt, then finally a brown jacket. I take a look at myself in the mirror, I adjust my glasses and my backpack and head out the door.

I walk along the concrete path to my class, were supposed to be talking about shutter speed or filters, something along those lines. I look slightly to my left, my eyes tracing over every dandelion or mini flower in the grass.

While I wasn't looking, my camera had fallen infront of me, it had fallen out of my backpack pocket when a re-slung it over my shoulder.

Thankfully it had a speical casing around it for this exact reason, and I had stopped myself from stepping on it almost immediately.

I sighed and bent down to get it, I cupped the upper-side of the camera with my hand. In the time it took for me to blink, I felt an oddly comforting warmth engulf the top of my hand.

It took me that split second to realize-

Oh, thats.. someones hand.

Fuck..

I looked up with peach colored cheeks to see who it was. He was probably the 3rd most popular guy at school, Nikolas Berkette. I've never really talked to the guy before, exept for when he needed help with a new camera or something. But he seems like an okay guy.

He looked up at me, with his clear green-ish blue eyes. A bit of his golden blonde hair fell out of place, "Heh, this is kinda clichè right?" He winked, I rolled my eyes in response and quickly pulled my hand away with the camera.

I realized I should probably atleast say thank you for trying to help, "oh, u-uhm thanks." I said waving and going back to walking.

"Where are you off to?" Nikolas asked, "Class, of course." I replied, stuffing my camera back in my backpack. He slung his arm around my shoulder and I mentally cringed.

"You sure you don't wanna hang for a bit? I mean, we have like 5 minutes before class y'know?" He offered, but I declined, "I think I'll pass. Sorry." I shrugged his arm off and started walking faster.

I felt his eyes still on me even when I walked away, up until I reached the hallways of the college. I slowed my pace, and watched the classroom doors. Keeping an eye for the one I need.

I turned the door knob to the classroom and entered, there were a few students. They were in small groups, chatting and talking about what to do over the weekend.

Sometimes I feel I'm the only one who likes spending time alone here. I know I need to work on opening up to people but I mean, spending time by yourself is so relaxing.

I take a seat at one of the many desks, open up my backpack and pull out a notebook to doodle in. Oh and to also take notes.

After a few minutes the bell rang and people started filling in the classroom. I continued doodling until a felt a very familiar pare of eyes on me. I looked to my right and found Nikolas sitting right next to me.

Our eyes met and he winked, again. My face went expressionless and I continued doodling.

This dudes probably done it with almost everyone in this school, if he thinks I'll fall for him just because he's handsome. He is sorely mistaken.

The teacher soon walked in and classes had begun. Every now and then I'd catch Nikolas looking at me or my notebook.

This, this is the reason I barely talk to people. They're so annoying.

Class was soon over and everyone was free to leave, I slung my backpack over my shoulders and headed out the door before Nikolas could annoy me again.

Besides, I don't need to catch feelings for someone who won't throw them back.

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Goodbye my lil Galaxies!
-Alex