I spend the rest of my Sunday studying, which is typical. Sunday is study day. It was about seven at night and I needed a break so I decided to walk around my dorm building. I still had on the shorts and tank top and I forgot to bring a sweatshirt, so I decided against going outside into forty degree weather. As I was walking through a hallway on the opposite side of the building, something caught my ear. It sounded like faint music from down the hall but as I approached the source, I could make out the fact that it was someone blasting classical music. Odd.
In the past, whenever I had had a big exam or I just felt pressured, I would pull out this Yo-Yo Ma CD (he is a cellist, if you didn't know) and it would calm me down and help me focus on the material I was studying. Or it would just help me clear my mind. This is what this music reminded me off. I slid down the side of the wall and shut my eyes, letting the music speak to me. Apparently, I was in too much of a daze to realize when the music subsided. I just sat there with my eyes shut for probably a good ten minutes.
When I did happen to open my eyes again, it hit me. This hall was familiar. I had been here before, almost in this exact spot and had my phone knocked out of my hands and cold water poured on my head.
It's monday and I have been really dreading life. Stacey didn't text me or anything yesterday afternoon and I am sick of seeing Harry all the time.
All I have left is Health Psychology though and I am planning on talking to Becca just to make sure Stacey is alright.
"Today, we will be entering the deepest corners of our minds. I want you to completely clear your mind," Professor McMinn tells us while I think to myself what the hell even is this class? I try to do as he says and clear my mind.
"Alright, now go to your happiest place." Easy, my happiest place is back in Ireland, the rolling hills, the smelly farms, its home. "Now think of the people who you would want there with you." Thats only a little tougher. I would have my parents and my brother along with Dan, just in case we needed a laugh.
"You're having a good time when all of a sudden you're least favorite person at the moment walks up to you. What do you do?" My least favorite person at the moment... Yeah, Harry. I would ask him to leave and if he wouldn't I would.
"How you react to this, says a lot about you. We will continue talking about it tomorrow because we have unfortunately run out of time today." I snap out of my little daze and run up to Becca.
"Hey," I say.
"Oh hi Niall, its been awhile,"
"Yeah a whole weekend," we both laugh and I continue, "so, do you know if Stacey is alright?"
"Yeah she is, why? Did something happen between you two?"
"I'm not sure. She came over to watch the game on Sunday and then afterwards she was acting weird and she hasn't responded to my texts."
"Hmph," Becca sighs. "She usually isn't like that."
"If you want to talk to her for me-"
"Niall, I would totally do that for you but I don't want to get caught up in all of this. I don't feel the need to act as a median. Just come talk to her yourself."
