awakening ⟼ c.h.

0.1

The sunlight passed through my lace curtains and shone onto my eyelids, making me wake up with a groan.
First day of my sophomore year in university. Great.
I was extremely excited about going back to my university, until this morning. Knowing that I had to go back and feel that overwhelmingly stressful feeling really isn't making me too happy.
I stood up from my bed and walked over to my bathroom, looking at my reflection in the mirror.  I sighed when I saw a small, red mountain forming on my chin.

Seems like I'm still going through puberty.

I fixed my thick, brown hair and tried to comb through it, even though it had way too many knots and I really didn't feel like having to go through hell with my hair today.  It looked decent enough for me, and then I went through my daily hygienic routine.  Once I finished with my shower I looked at the time and realized that I was still early.  I dragged myself to my closet and decided what I was going to wear.  I ended up wearing a simple black tee, ripped jeans and my converse.  Typical.

I'm not the type of person to dress up all cute on the first day of school, I mean that doesn't even make sense.  I loved my university, I won't lie.  It's filled with great people, I love the classes I take and everything. But nothing interesting ever happens.  There's always a routine and nothing out of the ordinary ever happens, not just in the school, in the town that I live in.  Everyone knows each other, and we all go through our day with normality.

I fix myself up and cover up my acne with makeup and head down the stairs.  I turn to the kitchen and on the wooden chair I spot someone with bright blonde hair.  My sister.

"Good morning," she says, when she hears me turn the corner, with a huge grin on her face.  She, of course, looks absolutely stunning from head to toe, without a hair out of place.

"Morning, what's there to eat?" I on the other hand sound like an old man with a really bad morning voice.

"Nothing, mom left early so I made myself some pancakes.  Typical typical, of course Anya didn't make me breakfast.  Gosh I wish I could just-

"Okay then I'll get something at the cafe on my way to school, bye." I immediately said before I started an argument with her.

Anya and I never had the best relationship ever.  Her and I are fraternal twins, but we were still complete opposites.  She was perky, happy, bubbly, filled with light, smart, blonde, blue eyed, and just beautiful.  While I was just quiet, calm, introverted, brunette, with hazel eyes.  My mother even sent us to different schools from middle school onward, because in elementary school we would compete and end up fighting.  Now that we have grown up, we don't argue as much anymore because we barely talk to each other after many incidents we have had together.  But when we do talk it's just distant.

"Have a good day back at uni," she sounded like she meant it.  I turned around and smiled at her, genuinely.

I made my way out the door and began walking down the isolated road to my school.  My school isn't really that far away from my home, just a ten minute walk.  Plus I love walking, I am left alone for a bit of time to just think.  Plus in the morning, there is almost no one outside because it is too early and all the shops around haven't opened.

But this morning, there was a guy walking in front of me, just a few steps away from me.  He had on a beanie, and was wearing a jean jacket with black jeans and sneakers.  I wanted to see his face because I have never seen him walk down this road before.  But I kept walking slowly behind him because I didn't really feel comfortable near or in front of him.

It feels like he read my mind because he turned around and saw me.  He head dark brown hair, and he was tan.  He looked really good.  Oh no don't say stuff like that, he might be a serial killer.  But I realized that my speed picked up and I was now right behind him.  I move a bit to the side and then walked faster.  I didn't want to walk right next to him, that'll be weird.

"Hey!"  I heard the voice behind me say.  I walked faster realizing the school was just around the corner.  If he makes another comment make a run for it.

"I know you heard me, we are the only ones here.  I know who you are c'mon just turn around," he said.  What the hell does he mean he knows me?

But my instinct told me to turn around and stop walking.  Then it was just me and this dude standing right in front of each other.  He smirked and I looked at him up and down, noticing some tattoos.  I immediately stopped looking at him,

"What do you mean you know who I am?"  I asked with a surprisingly strong voice.

"You are Anya's sister aren't you?"  He asked.

Of course this cute guy isn't just talking to me to get to know me or kidnap me.  He's talking to me for my damn sister.  I rolled my eyes and start turning around, when his warm hand touched my wrist.  I immediately smacked his hand off of me, his brown eyes go wide.

"Did I offend you?  I'm sorry if I did," he said sheepishly.

"If you want to get a date with my sister or something, grow a pair and ask her yourself.  I'm sick and tired of guys using me to get to her,"  I said sharply.  I felt bad inside but this isn't the first time this happens.  Many guys do this, some have even pretended to like me and then just tell me they like her.

But he was shocked, I guess he didn't like my tone of voice but I tried not caring and walked away from him.  I tried to not turn around and look back at him and see if he was behind me.

"I went to school with your sister and I wanted to talk to you not her!"  He yelled behind me.

I kept walking and ignored him, but a part of me believed him.

hey guys ! sorry i havent posted in so long, but i wanna get back in writing so expect frequent updates from me

this was a short chapter but the next few will be long, and oh this isn't gonna be like the typical fanfics just letting u guys know lol :-)