One Door Away

Chapter 12

1:15 pm

'Sorry, I'm late for today class. Just had a bit of a trouble on the way,' the professor said as he placed his bag in a hurry on the table. 'Now that I'm here what we're going to tackle for today is the human psyche.'

The professor in front of everybody picked up the chalk and started writing down Criminal Psychology while he talked, 'We're diving into the brain of humans, more specifically criminals. By the way, I'll be giving the topic for your essays due on Tuesday next week so that everyone here could work on it tomorrow.'

'Excuse me, what day is it today?' The guy beside me inquired.

'Uhh,' I said checking the calendar on my phone. 'It's Friday.'

'Thanks,' he said.

'Friday,' I muttered the word, recalling something. 'Friday? Oh, shit!'

'Pardon?' The guy beside me looked confused as ever.

'Nothing, sorry.'

5:30 pm

'Shit!' I exclaimed. 'I have nothing else to wear. All my good clothes are in the laundry. Fuck me.'

'Here I am again, ravaging through a closet full of clothes I don't usually wear and now, Henry's coming in anytime now. Why did I not do the laundry again?' I cried out to myself.

'Shit. Shit. Shit,' I said hearing somebody knocking on the door.

'Peter?' I heard Henry say.

'Wait a minute.'

In a rush, I took whatever clothes I saw and rushed to the door. 'Hey,' I said. Judging by the look of his face, he must be horrified of my clothes.

'You're missing one sock,' he laughed. I looked down in dismay, only to see that what he said was true. I heard him release a faint snicker as I ran back to fix the mess and shouted, 'Come in, I'll go get changed.'

I saw him sat at the couch while he observed my room. I decided to not wear any socks and just go with whatever fits the shirt I was wearing. Henry's eyes continued to linger more before he said, 'Nice room. Very student-y'

'I was actually planning on to make it look like a classroom, you know, so that I could make myself sleep faster,' I joked in a whimsical manner.

'Alright, we don't want to get back here late,' I said as I walked to the door.

'Okay,' said Henry.

7:35 pm
Tuesday
September 22, 2020

I was walking along the corridor to go to Jenna's room, hoping to see if she has any spare highlighters because mine's overused when I saw Henry looking so glum. I didn't shout because there were other students instead, I walked to him and greeted him, 'Henry! Hi.'

'You fine?' I asked.

'Eh,' he said hesitantly. 'Not really.'

'What's up?'

'I'll get back at you later, I have to place something in my room,' he said as he ran, leaving me quite confused.

Anyway, I walked sluggishly to Jenna's room. After reaching her room, I shouted, 'Jenna! Open up.'

'What do you need?' She said scratching her eyes.

'Highlighters. Do you have any, more specifically, pastel green?'

'Let me see.' She left the door open and went to her study table. 'I have one, but I don't think it's going to last for a month.'

'That should suffice. Thanks, Jenna,' I said. 'Adios.'