Taking Our Time

Chapter 1- First Day

'I never thought this day would come! My little baby is growing up'. My farther says to me with a pout.

'I knowww. I'm not that old though, so stop exaggerating!' I say back laughing, as well as my dad.

'Have you got everything packed and ready? I can always bring stuff then and now.'

'Yes, I have everything but thankyou. I'll be visiting and i'll Skype every weekend!' I say to my father grabbing my suite cases.

'Okay... well this is it. I love you so much, okay? Ring me if you need anything. I mean it, sweetie!' My farther says raising his eyebrows.

'Yes I will be sure to, I love you to dad.' I saw while walking out the door and begin to put my suitcases in the trunk.

Once I closed the trunk, I took one last look of my Home. I'd been here ever since... well my mother's death. When my mother died of cancer I was 6 years old. My dad decided it would be better to move houses because the house reminded him of my mother so much. I can't really remember my other home that much but my dad always told me how much mom loved it, which is kinda sad that he sold it.

I open the door and sit in the drivers seat. I roll my window down and give him a smile, reminding him i'll call and visit.

'Oh and Aubrey... Please be careful'. He says awkwardly.
I raise one of my eyebrows giving him a look like when am I never not?

'Like, use protection. Teen pregnancy is hard!' My dad says.

My eyes and mouth widen, 'Dad!' I shout.
We both laugh and say goodbye before I take off for college.

The drive was going to be an hour long, but I loved long car rides. It was a time I was alone, which i loved, and i could just talk to myself.
I loved talking, as well as thinking. Well thinking not that much. It always ended badly because I would overthink things and because anxious.
I reached my hand and turned on the radio, turning the volume high to one of my favourite songs: Let It All Go by BIRDY + RHODES.

I wouldn't say I was depressed but I definitely loved sad songs. Most were about love, which i couldn't relate to, but i still liked them.

I begin to lean back in my seat and sing my heart out for the next hour.

*****
1 Hour Later

I pulled up my windows and turned down my radio. If anyone heard me singing... Let's just say it wouldn't be the best first impression for my first year at college.

I wasn't nervous at all about college, I was excited. I told myself I was going to meet new people who I had a lot in common, but as I went through the college parking space, I shrunk.

Yep, I'm going to be alone here.

I knew no one. I'm talkative when it comes to people I can trust, which is basically only my dad. Other than that, I'm very quiet and shy.
I was way insecure about myself. Everyone in my year would wear short skirts and and tank tops, but I would never have the balls to do that. Probably because I have no balls.... I think.

I shake my head to stop talking to myself, it's a habit, and I park up close to the entrance.
I get out my car and reach to pull down my blush-pink floral summer dress. It reached just above my knees, which was appropriate enough for me. I had my clean, white converses on as well. My darkish-blonde hair was down and in its natural waves.