PRETTYMUCH a Lie [n.m]

Twelve

Amelia

I barely had time to myself over the weekend. I was way too busy studying and catching up on school related things.

As much as Alison hated studying, she was doing a lot of it as well. My brain was hurting with all of the information about textbooks and essays that I had to read and write. We only had one more week left of school and we were putting all that we had into it. Finals week was the worst. That is why people call it hell week.

I tried to keep my distance from Nick by not texting him as much. He was a bit distracting anyway. Alison managed to keep a smiling face on while she did her studying and schoolwork even though I could see right through her.

I knew she was upset with AJ. He had hurt her feelings, but she was hiding it so well. I still made it known to her that she could talk to me about it whenever she was ready. I just didn't think it had fully set in yet. Plus, she was keeping majorly occupied with studying and Zion. I liked Zion though, and he seemed to really like Alison.

As Monday rolled around, I got out of bed and did a light face of make-up. I threw on a white dress and brushed through my curls. That was the bare minimum for me. I grabbed a coffee on the way to my first final of the week and sat down in my chair ready to go.

I felt as if I did good on the essay I had to write from my American Literature class. That was my only final that I had today.

As I walked back toward our dorms, I stopped by the campus store and got me a bag of chips and a sandwich for lunch.

It was nearing one-thirty and I was starving. I hadn't been eating a lot over the weekend, which was weird for me. I was always hungry. There was something about today though, my stomach was growling uncontrollably all throughout my final.

Through the midst of the boys traveling back home to L.A., Nick had texted me this morning wishing me good luck on my finals for the week. I was super happy that he had remembered. I was kind of shocked too. He would send me snapchats every now and again of him or the boys doing funny stuff on the bus.

It amused me, while also distracting me from the anxiety my finals were giving me. I only had two more finals this week. One more written final for my creative writing class, and one multiple choice final for my Perspectives on Public Speaking class. I also had a Film essay that I had to complete, but I did that over the weekend.

We were instructed to watch the movie 'Saturday Night Fever' and write a paper over the social issues that took place back then. I was super stoked that I decided to go ahead and finish it because that was one less thing on my plate. The only thing getting me through the week was knowing that I only had two more finals and then I was free for the whole summer.

On top of everything, I already had my advisement for the fall semester, so all of my classes were set up. Having that done really took a lot of the stress off of my back as well.

When I got back to the dorm, I yanked off my dress and threw on some leggings and an oversized tee. I threw my hair into a messy bun and started unwrapping my food.

After I scarfed down my sandwich and chips in less than two minutes, my stomach suddenly started to turn. I had no idea what the hell was wrong with me but leave it to me to get sick during finals week. First it was the bus, and now it's hell week. Great.

I shuffled around in our medicine basket that was stowed away in the bathroom and pulled out some tums. I flicked two in my mouth and proceeded to glue my nose to my textbook. I woke up to the slamming of our dorm room door.

"Damn Ali, could you be any louder?" I snapped.

"Geez sorry, I didn't know you were sleeping. It's almost eight." She threw her hands up.

I rolled my eyes while I scowled at her.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" she asked with an attitude.

"Sorry, I'm just really annoyed for some reason," I apologized.

"It's all good. School will bring that out of you. Especially this week," she stated and I agreed with her.

"Have you spoken to Nick?" she asked while rummaging through her bookbag.

"No, I've been super busy today, and obviously sleep deprived," I chuckled.

Now that I think about it, I barely even touched my phone today. It was weird that I just took a six-hour nap. I leaned across my bed and slowly picked up my phone from the desk. I had a bunch of notifications when I clicked the power button.

I also had a few snapchats from the boys. I scratched my head and tossed my phone onto the bed beside me. I closed my book and got up to head to the bathroom.

As I looked into the mirror the dark circles were prominent. Hell week was really getting to me.

"Okay sis, we really need to do something fun and relaxing this week, because you look stressed the fuck out," Alison said as she examined me.

I rubbed my face harshly while letting out a deep breath and walked back over to my bed.

"I'm super tired, since I have the day off tomorrow, I think I will just study then," I pushed my hair our of my face. Alison agreed with me.

I slid my laptop over to me and turned on my Netflix app. I clicked on some episodes of the Office and laid my head down on the pillow. Whatever was going on with me, I was not going to let it affect my schoolwork. I had to make good grades for this semester. Nothing was going to stop me from graduating on time.

Late update I know, sorry.

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