Dearest, Love

French Class¿ -(Chapter 2)

I had just walked into class when I noticed that it was astonishingly quiet. To my surprise, the class had not a single soul in it, except for that of the professor. I guess I wasn't as late as I thought I was after all, and boy was I relieved! I assumed that everyone probably just got lost on their way to class like I had. I made my way to the middle section of the class and took my seat, thinking cautiously about my semi-poor eyesight and remembering that I still need to pick up my contacts from LensCrafters. I hate the way I look with glasses. Most girls look so nice with glasses and some girls even look better with glasses, but as for me, I'd much rather deal with the struggle of contacts. The professor gave me an odd stare, and looked at me in confusion for a little while. I was wondering why nobody had come in yet when the tall, salt and peppered-hair professor, began to speak. "Désolé ma belle, mais la classe commence à 10 heures ." He said, with a sudden laugh.
I looked over at the time and it was only 8:45am. "Oh, je m'excuse." I said, as I quickly picked up my bag, and rushed out of the class. I opened my phone to check my schedule and realized that he was right! I got up early, left the house without breakfast, gave myself a headache all for nothing!? I took the elevator down to the main floor of the campus. When I got to the main floor, I was trying to remember the path we took to trace it back to where I started. I ended up seeing a "Subway Restaurant" sign and a Pizza Hut, right next to the cafeteria. I went to sit down at a table inside Subway. Surprisingly Pizza Hut was opened. Which students would want pizza at 8 in the freaking morning? And then the answer hit me. Me, I would. I'm always down for some pizza. Subway was serving breakfast sandwiches, and I wasn't in the mood for breakfast. For some reason I hate the taste of fast food eggs. Gross! I decided I wouldn't get anything from Pizza Hut, because the littlest amount of dairy makes my stomach become bloated, and I didn't want to have to go to class feeling uncomfortable.. I decided to stay on an empty stomach for a little while.
As I was sitting down inside Subway, I decided to take out my phone to call Will.
(Phone call)
Will: Hello?
Me: Hey babe, I miss you.
Will: Why the hell haven't you been answering any of my texts or calls?
Me: I told you I was in class.
Will: You didn't even have time to say good morning?
Me: I'm sorry, it's my first day and I was really stressed out.
Will: Are you okay?
Me: I'm okay. Will I see you today?
Will: I'll pick you up from school okay?
Me: Okay.
Will: Have a good day at school, I love you. Text me when you can!
Me: I will! Love you too, bye.
*ends call*
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So Uhmm, I know I'm still on day 1 it's going slow because I'm trying to be descriptive so that you guys can kind of have an image of what things look like. I do realize that I tend to go a little off track at times, but again, it's my first time that I'm writing a story and so I hope to become better and learn throughout it. I'll get better with time, but until then, just stick around(: I guess once I get the hang of it, days (in the story) will go by quicker as I get to the point faster. But I'm a beginner at this.
Anyways, have a goodnight guys! Thanks for all your support. 60 reads! That's insane. I appreciate it.
xox
-SincerelyEms