What Love Is

A Stage

Kayla Aniya Wills , That's my name ,  A beautiful name , something different  if you ask me, and if there's anything I wanted to be , it was different , well everyone wants that but me?  I wanted the spectacular kind of different. It was more of a desire than a want , I remember the good old lies I told myself at 13 and I bet it sounded terrific in my mind back then but sadly ,  the story of  belonging to an extremely affluent family that practically handed me over to my current family for the sole purpose of inculcating a 'humble beginning' perspective is enough to throw my now 18 year old self off.  You can say I snapped out of it. William Shakespeare once said , "Life is a stage." , and I couldn't agree more. The lucky ones get the best roles whilst the unlucky ones manage the common roles. Now if you're paying close attention you'll figure out my fate on this huge stage. I hadn't experienced real happiness yet - no interesting roles in sight , most of the friends I made turned out enemies and total strangers as the years went by - not the best cast members. Now judging from the lies I told , you can assume that my relationship with my family wasn't the rosiest - you'd be right. I'm a young woman trying to figure life out and I was doing so begrudgingly.  The man upstairs was taking his sweet time and my seemingly impatient self wasn't doing so good with this plain script.

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En route to the university where I secured admission a few months ago, I find myself navigating the challenges of being a non-resident, adding an extra layer of complexity to my already maze-like life.  Senior High was hell to say the least and I was hoping this new chapter would come easy. Heck , who was I kidding?

"KAYLA!!"Someone screamed my name. It was Sandra , the human who seemingly understood me , the one true friend I had made in Senior High. 

"Sandra? , What? "I placed my phone back into my bag after realizing I had arrived at the business department.  

" Oh nothing really , guess it's a new thing for today -you walking like a zombie "She smirked."

"Don't start with me , where did you put your phone girl ? , I've been calling you like crazy. "I examined her , she looked as alluring as ever.

"Sometimes Aniya Wills, you need to put technology aside and explore nature darling" She winked at me , earning a scowl .

"Sandra.."I knew her too well.

"Fine , fine I went out with Paul okay!" She raised her hand in surrender.

I hummed in response , Walking a bit further away from her and into the business school.

"Why are you walking away from me" She exaggerated her concern .

"Give me a break Sandy , I have lectures in 5minutes , you just ended yours. "I said , rolling my eyes.

"Okay , I'll let you go for now but call me when you're done. "She blew me a kiss and headed home.

I quickly rushed to the lecture hall. As the class was in session I realized the heroic characters acting perfectly by asking all the irrelevant questions on my part and gaining their fame .I sunk in my seat , It's bad to be playing a common role but worse if one does not even like the entire play. I was a business student who had longed to be an artist of whatever sort , really, but here I sat ,  taking notes on how a business fails when I wanted a paint brush or microphone in my hand. Yes , this was the life.