Perfectly Imperfect

Chapter one *New Beginning.

I watch my parents drive off as I inhale some air. Apart from summer camp that I went for a few years ago, this is the very first time I'm going to be away from home or school for a very long time.. I hope. My name is Ana James and in one word, I'm perfect. Well, that's what I make everyone believe. This is my first day in college. I get to attend the prestigious and highly expensive for whatever reason, Starod University. It hasn't exactly been my dream to attend this university but I won't say I never considered it. I drag my lazy self to my room. Even though I didn't drive, I'm considerate enough to  feel my dad's exhaustion who drove for more than a million miles. He and my mum will lodge in a hotel for the night and continue their journey tomorrow. I wonder how they'll stay in a single room together because my parents aren't exactly on talking terms. My dad might leave the room to my mum and probably spend the night in the car. Yes, he can be that petty. My roommate, Stella, seems nice but let's say she's a bit touchy. That's a lie. I mean a lot! She arrived the day before and the minute I got into the room, she jumped on me like she knew me and coming from a dysfunctional family, don't blame me for not being comfortable with human contact. I'm majoring in international law so that's a hint for you to know how 'nerdy' I am. Let me give you a little autobiography about myself. Like I said earlier, I'm Ana James and 17 years ago, I was born to Mr. and Mrs. James who may not be the best couple in the world. I once overheard that it was all because of me because I was unplanned. My father didn't want a third child but what can I say? I didn't force anyone to bring me to life. My brother who is the eldest child, Tony James is an astronaut so I'm not really sure if he's on this planet. When he became a legal adult, he tried as much as possible to cut himself off from the family and I don't blame him actually. My family has way more drama than the Kardashians......or Jenners. I don't really know him much because by the time I was born, he was already a senior in high school. I don't know how tall or short he is, how fat or slim and don't blame me, in the latest picture I've seen of him, he was wearing a spacesuit. Moving on to my elder sister, Ava James. Kindly note that she's Ava and I'm Ana. It pisses me off when people mistake our names. Ava is the supermodel of the James lineage. She's pretty and all but trust me, she's the bitch of the century. Like total boss bitch. She's filthy rich I admit, but I think her wealth makes her feel entitled to everything. We grew together with her reminding me every minute that she's older or has more followers or friends and whatnot but it was all a one-sided competition if you ask me. Now back to me, the one and only Ana James. I really don't know what to say about myself. I'm just plain old Ana who does everything right, speaks three languages, was president of the chess, debate, drama, volleyball and press club. As much as it's cool to call myself a nerd, sometimes I believe I'm not, I mean, I don't wear glasses or braces, I'm not that horrible at fashion, and I hate reading. I used to like reading when I was younger though but books all became so predictable like the guy struggles to get the girl and finally does, they have a blissful relationship, then the plot twists and something bad happens but eventually, they end up together. I'm more than sick of that. I open the door to my room and Stella bounces off her bed like she was waiting for me.

'Now you're back, we need to plan something to wear tomorrow to make a killer impression.' She says grinning from ear to ear.

How could I possibly explain to her that more than eight five percent of all my clothes are sweats ?
'Uh, I'm not really into making any impression.' I say sitting on my bed and facing her.

'Come on, don't be a wet blanket.' She whines.

I scoff. So she knows figurative expressions. I'm impressed.

Later, we agreed on a white shirt and a tulip skirt. Someone's definitely going to look formal tomorrow. Stella seems nice actually. Maybe college would be perfect after all.