BRRRRRR...... BRRRRRRRRR...... BRRRRRRRRR......
I reach over and turn off the alarm. Today's the day. I don't know if I'm ready yet. Leaving home, being forced to make friends, being an adult basically. Nope, definitely not ready. Here I am standing in the middle of my room pacing, looking like a complete lunatic who has no real life experience. Finally the pacing stops but I'm still freaking out.
I throw my hair up into a messy bun while I figure out what to wear. This is nothing special, I'll be in the car forever so there is really no point in trying to look presentable. So instead I start to clean my room up a bit. Pulling the blanket evenly across the bed, I smooth out the edges and fluff each pillow to perfection. Courtesy of yours truly, mild OCD. Everything looks neat and in order. There isn't much for me to do, I keep everything exactly the same. It's always the same, and I'll make sure it all stays this way until I come back.
"PIA!" I hear aunt Mila call me from downstairs. One glance at the clock and I'm already 10 minutes behind.
Without overthinking it I throw on my comfiest leggings along with a casual t-shirt I got from Disney World. Gotta love Lilo and Stitch. I start a slow run down the stairs, trying not to trip.
"P! If you don't co-" I cut her off with a hug and smile at her while grabbing an apple from the table and stuffing it in my mouth. "You're an animal" she says with a laugh and grabs the last few bags by the door. I can see the tears forming in her eyes as she wraps her arms around me.
"Are you absolutely sure you don't want me to drive down there with you because I can really! I'm just that cool." She isn't ready for me to go either.
"Seriously I'm fine. The drive isn't that long and I'll call you as soon as I get there." She shouldn't have to worry about me. She let's out a long breath and turns her head slightly.
Pulling me into another tight hug she whispers into my ear, "I'll always be here for you. I promise." I know she means a lot more to her words than she'll admit. I owe her everything. Once she starts to pull away I can feel the tears coming. I grab her again and hope to never lose this feeling. I don't know if i'll be able to live away from home, let alone live away from her. The one person I have left.
After a good thirty minutes of trying to say goodbye I finally pull out of the drive way and begin my drive. Who knows what will happen when I get there. The only thing I can hope for is a decent roommate who isn't a creep or a crazy party girl who drives me insane. I need calm and collected. Organized and neat. Please please please organized and neat.
The drive goes by very slowly and it's already getting late when I finally arrive, those ten minutes will be missed.
Campus is so much bigger than I thought it would be. I'm not sure how I'll even navigate around this place. I never thought I'd be moving into my college dorm alone. I thought i'd have my family here with me. It's okay, i'm okay. I take a deep breath and take in the beautiful sights before me. For now I only need one or two boxes. If I can even carry
them by myself. Here goes nothing.
I carefully stack two of the lightest clothing boxes on top of each other and walk slowly to the building my dorm should be in. So hopefully it's the right building because these boxes are extremely heavy. I'm a little embarrassed knowing eyes are on me as I struggle to keep the boxes from falling everywhere.
"Need some help?" A deep voice says from the other side of the boxes. Thank god.
"Oh uhhh, if you don't mind? That would be great." How sweet of him to offer.
He grabs the top box revealing his face. Wow. I gasp without thinking and covering up as a cough, or at least try to. He's very good looking. Like insanely. I didn't know there could be a human this good looking. He could be a model.
"You looked like you were struggling there." He smiles warmly and waits patiently for my response.
"You're not wrong ha, thanks for the help." I can't help but feel nervous around him. Standing next to him almost feels silly, why help me? I guess some people are just that nice.
"No problem really. I'm Max, second year here."
"Pia, first year. But i'm sure that's obvious." I tuck my hair behind my ears and make small talk while we walk towards the dorms.
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RomanceIn attempts to move on after the passing of her family in a tragic accident, a young girl finally decides it's time to enroll in college. Not long after settling in she is faced with hardships that she didn't think possible. She struggles with accep...
