I Think I Love Him.

Chapter 2

I wake up bright and early at 6:30 a.m. to get ready for the day. The schedule they gave me says breakfast is from 7-8 a.m. and I want to be punctual. I spend a while trying to decide what to wear that'll create a good impression but also doesn't show that I was trying to look good. I run a comb through my dark brown, above-shoulder hair. I hate the haircut on me, and I regret cutting my long locks, but I thought I needed a different look for college. I wanted there to be a new me. To try and look less like a twelve-year-old cosplaying as Dora, I put on a bit of mascara that helps my brown eyes to pop and some Carmex, because it's a hot day today and crusty lips are a BIG no-no. You never know who you're going to meet, so might as well try to look decent. 

I still look like Dora. Go figure.

When I get to breakfast, there are groups of people sitting, laughing, and eating together all over. It seems like I'm the only person who doesn't know someone and I can't help but to feel like I'm in middle school all over again. I quickly grab a bowl of cereal and a banana and sit alone at a table in the far corner of the dining hall. I feel like everyone and no one is staring at me all at the same time. It's a weird feeling. I leave as quickly as I came and decide to go back to room until my first meeting starts since I have close to 45 minutes to spare.

When I get to the meeting, I see through the glass doors lots of people standing in groups talking while waiting for everything starts. I almost turn back and fake being sick or something, but decide to push forward. 

What's the worst that can happen?

I go to open the door and it doesn't move. Thankfully, no one notices me yet so I figure I pulled a push door and try to open it again. Nothing. There's a brown-haired boy standing by the door and he turns to look at me while he continues his conversation. All he does is look. Getting more and more nervous, I try to pull the door open once again but with more force. And when I say force, I'm talking pull my entire body weight towards the ground while holding the handle of the door and hoping that'll work. It does! 

Thank God, I was beginning to think someone was pulling a prank on me by locking all the doors. 

Turns out, I'm just an idiot who can't open a heavy door. When I walk in, the boy is still looking at me, so I decided to move to the other side of the room and stand by myself in the corner.

When is my suffering going to end, please start this meeting soon, please please please please I am so anxious right now. Everyone is probably talking about me and how much of a doofus I am. I mean, who can't open a dumb freaking door?

My thoughts are interrupted when a woman holding a clipboard starts speaking.

"Good morning! Today we are just filling out some forms and then y'all are free for the day to get to know your coworkers! Sound good? Okay! Well we're going to sort into groups by our buildings." She starts naming off the numbers of the buildings and of freaking course my building is called last. I look up to see two other people standing there aside from me and lady-with-the-clipboard-whose-name-I-can't-remember. There's a tall, slender Mexican girl named Beth. She's wearing exercise clothes and looks very quiet. I'm making it my personal mission for this girl to be my friend. The other person is the brown-haired boy from earlier, because of freaking course he would be my coworker since I humiliated myself in front of him a whopping 5 minutes before this moment.

Once the meeting ends, I start walking back to my dorm when I see Beth. "Hey! You live two doors down from me, right? I'm Callie. We're going to be spending a lot of time together as coworkers so I figure it's best to start now, right?" She stares at me wide-eyed before responding.

"Hi. I'm Beth. I-yeah, we should be friends, I guess. Sorry if I'm quiet for a while, it takes me some time to warm up to people."

"That's fine! I'm the same way. I wonder why they sent us home so early for the day! It's only 10 a.m.!"

"Haha yeah that is a little weird. Umm I don't want to be rude or anything but I think I'm gonna take a nap or something since we had to wake up so early. See you later?"

"Uhhh yeah...I'll uhhh umm find something to do I guess...." 

A nap? At 10 a.m.?

Kinda weird but whatever. She did say it takes a while for her to warmup to some people. Maybe she was just getting nervous.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP* Seriously? The fire alarm already? I moved in yesterday! Ugh.

I walk downstairs to the lobby to see what's going on. My boss Breanna is there along with Beth and the brown-haired boy. I should probably learn his name at some point. "What's going on?"

Breanna looks up from her phone. "Oh, sorry about that alarm, since we didn't have any of y'alls numbers yet it's the only way we could think of to get y'all down here."

Really??? You couldn't think of ANY other way to get us down here? So annoying...maybe I should've eaten more than a bowl of cereal and half a banana.

The brown-haired boy is staring at me again. I avoid eye contact. Outside the window, I see a group of four more people walking up to the building. Breanna says they're our coworkers from our sister building and that we'll be working closely with them too. The reason they brought us down here was to get us to bond. The three people are called Aubrey, Rick, and Victoria. Breanna and Bill, my bosses, leave us alone after that and just let us bond. We talk about our majors, how old we are, where we're from, and before we know it, it's time for dinner. I'm getting along really well with Aubrey and Rick. Beth's a little quiet still and I haven't really had a chance to speak to Victoria or James (I found out the brown-haired boys name!) but they seem cool too.

At dinner we keep talking and decided it would be cool to have a movie night one of these nights to get closer to each other. We decide tonight isn't good as we're all still settling in, so we pick tomorrow night. I'm really excited. I've never really had people I've bonded with this fast. They seem so nice and genuine too. I knew moving here was the right decision. After dinner we play a little bit of uno and then go back to our respective rooms and turn in for the night. I hold off taking a shower until the morning. I'm still a little weirded out by the fact that there are no doors to the stalls, just shower curtains. I'm not exactly keen on the thought of getting murdered my first week at college.

I knew I should've listened to mom when she told me to stop watching so many horror movies.

I hear some loud music coming from down the hall and realize it's coming from Beth's room. I smile to myself and step back inside my room. I'll get her to warm up to me somehow.