Patience

1. WCU

A year and half back......

Tessa

" Dad!! come on, calm down, I will be fine... You really don't need to drop me off at the doors of my class " I say for the thousandth time from this morning . Adjusting my beige top and jeans.... My absolutely, no attention seeking choice of outfit.

" Absolutely not. I am exactly accompanying you off till the class, so hurry up." Dad replies, with utmost conviction.

Ugh this is going to be exactly embarrassing.

I suddenly feel like I am being taken back to kindergarten.

" Mummmmmm!!! " I half scream defeated, turning to my refuge during these situations....

She tilts her head from the kitchen," Richard, don't embarrass her with your over-powering, over- protective attitude.... She is going to college, and not camping or trekking or to kindergarten as you are presenting it to be.... You need to calm down.... Accept that she's grown up. "

"Calm?? Are you serious ??" He first asks in raised eyebrows, "And I don't care how grown up is she... Because she grew up way to fast...." He pouts like a two year old.

Ugh.

" She could need help. From unwanted attention. " dad challenges suggestively...

"Yes serious Richard... As much as you hate to admit, she has grown up..... You need to trust her instincts, and over that she has to learn to manage alone.. " mom says raising an eye brow towards my dad...

"Butttt..........", he huffs, then turning towards me he says "ok fine!!!! I will drop you off at the gates and return and not stalk around"

"Great ... Now lets go.... " I squeal....
"Steph come on, we are going to be late....." I scream to address her.

My mother gives me a wierd look... I just hope she doesn't start with her rant off why Steph is probably not an appropriate roommate choice. I mean I know she is a bit weird in comparison to us. I mean our family. But she is nice....

"Tessa. Why are we going this early? " steph complains while she drags herself out of her room.

I look at her and gasp. Her outfit is outrageous in comparison to mine. She is wearing shorts which are way too short and a tank top... Some wierd net thingy on her leg and boots. Her brown curls open. My father looks absolutely horrified when I give him a glance.

" Stephanie are you going to wear that to class?" mum blurts.....

Shit.

I know that the outfit might be way too revealing for college, but that really doesn't give us the right to comment on her choice of clothing. Right?

Mum needs to respect that....

"Mum!!! Please" I admonish.. Its awkward.....

Steph doesn't answer. Just nods giving my mother a I-dont-care smirk...

My dad clears the throat and say, " Okkkay.... hurry up ladies.....".

I kiss mum goodbye when she wishes me luck for the first day.
Then we finally load our selves in the car and leave our apartment for WCU...

When we reach near the gates of WCU my dad pull over the car turns around to face me and steph.
" Now you two, take care and best of luck." He says in voice filled with pride, apprehension, excitement and adoration. I hug him in return. I know he is having a hard time coping, that I am eighteen already. Grown up too fast.