I felt the sun was trying to gaze through the blinds in my room. Opening my eyes, I noticed it was sunrise, with that warm auburn radiance and a indication of sunlight just starting to glimpse through. It didn't sense like autumn, but midsummer instead. It felt enjoyable and I unconsciously beamed. I felt warm and toasty in my bed and I did not want to move from the contented spot. Even though I was looking forward to this college, I didn't want to think of what today could bring, meaning will I be terrified of what will happen while I'm here? Would it be like my old college and school? I exhaled. Turning to my right, noticing my alarm clock I see that it was only 7:15 in the morning. I did not start until 9 o'clock. After rubbing my eyes, I stretched and took the sweet double bed covers off me. I comprehended, for the first time in my life or since I can recall, I had a respectable night’s sleep. I smiled. Maybe here wouldn't be bad after all. I strolled into the bathroom and took a pleasant burning shower. The water felt exquisite against my skin. Noticing my naked body, I saw several bruises and cuts that were here and there. Just under my breast, there was massive purple bruise. Using my fingertips, I gently touched the horrendous bump. I tensed up due to discomfort. It was tender and won't be leaving my body anytime soon. I sighed and detecting there were tears forming in my eyes. I remembered getting these cuts and bruises. Sometimes, I wish I could erase my memories and then I could be content and generate fresh memories. That's why I came here for, to get away from everything and lead a fresh life. After the shower and cleaned myself up, I brushed my wet hair as well as quickly blow dried it.
According to my alarm clock, it was only 7:33am. Only putting on auburn sleeveless top with a collar and skinny jeans, I realised I was approximately ready. Tying my hair into a pony tail, I grabbed a hair band and pulled back my fringe. I quickly added foundation, black eye liner and mascara; I took the hair band out and used my straighteners on my fringe and hair. About 10 minutes after, I was done. I looked at myself in the mirror just to see if I viewed acceptable. Looking up and down at my reflection, I felt healthier in myself. My bruises on my arm were only just noticeable. I took a deep breath. I twisted around and put on my white converse and black leather jacket. I returned to the mirror too sure; I looked reasonable. I have always been insecure of myself, to what I look like. I didn't feel pretty or ugly. I just felt like me for once. I smiled at my reflection. It was a real smile.
I jumped a little, considering I heard a knock on the door. I get terrified to easily. I wished that would change while I'm here. I unlocked the door and grasped unexpectedly it was, Chloe. She was so gorgeous. Wearing only a white blouse and blue skinny jeans, along with red plimsolls, she sure would make a good model with her figure. Her hair is beautifully golden and I'm assumed, naturally curly. She was carrying her leather jacket in her left arm and a bag over her right shoulder. I also observed there were several large books trying to escape her bag.
"Hello Chloe!"
"Good morning Lucy!" Chloe smiled, "Shannon has gone already. She's trying to find Ms Leavy, our English Literature here by the way, about something. We're meeting Jack outside. He wanted to come and required to get breakfast with us before our first lesson. That ok?"
"Yeah, that's fine by me. I'll just grab my bag and keys."
I felt glad that I always prepared whatever what was going on the next day, the night before. Maybe and hopefully, some old habits won't die. Grabbing my canvas bag, with my belongings in and keys I head outside my room. I locked up the door; both Chloe and I were heading to the elevator.
"So how do you feel on your first day?" Chloe requested, pressing the switch for the elevator.
"Honestly? I feel nervous, like I know what to expect and everything, but it's because it's some place new so yeah...ha-ha," I honestly replied. I didn't know what I felt, apart from anxiety.
The elevator doors opened up, noticing there was no one on, we walked in and the doors closed behind us. Chloe pushed the ground floor button.
"Well, I know you don't have to believe me when I say this, but you'll be ok. You've got me and Shannon if anything happens. We'll be there for you, so don't worry," reassured Chloe, smiling. She seemed to be fairly confident that I'll be fine throughout my first day here. I sighed, wishing I had that optimistic attitude. I smiled and nodded back to her, thanking her.
The elevator doors opened up, and I noticed that there were several girls in the dorm, on the sofa nearby the fire place. I looked at the white clock above the fire place and the small hand was on at eight, while the big hand was on 18 minutes past the hour. We still had time to have breakfast. Walking outside, we noticed someone was standing, waiting outside the girl’s dorm. Jack was waiting for us, kicking some stones here and there, with hands in his pockets.
Hey Jack; are you ready to go to the cafeteria?"
Wondering who said that, Jack looked up rapidly, with massive eyes which swiftly changed and were soon protected with a warm smile instead.
"Yeah let's go, been waiting for you two to finish whatever you girls do. So where's Shannon?"
"Thought she told you?" Chloe asked Jack, in whom he returns, shook his head and gave a confused look, "Oh, well she had to see Ms Leavy about her coursework. She'll meet us at the cafeteria before English starts."
"Ah, ok.”
Chloe and Jack chatted away, while I on the other hand was extremely nervous for the upcoming day. It wasn’t because I was the new person but because I was worried that this college will be like my old one. Sometimes, I wish I could erase my harsh memories, so I could forward to the future a little bit more.
“So Lucy, what is your first lesson?” asked Jack.
Jack pulled me out of my thoughts unexpectedly, when I just realised we were already at the cafeteria.
“English,” I softly smiled at him.
“Oh, so we all have English. Awesome,” Jack smiled.
We headed to the food section and I just took an apple and some orange juice. The butterflies in my stomach were getting to me.
“Lucy has the same timetable has all of us,” she said while grabbing a tray,” Didn’t Shannon tell you that?”
Jack too grabbed a tray and a plate, which he filled it with bacon, eggs, sausages, toast and beans, “Ah yeah she did. Sorry, I had an earful from Max last night, so my head is farting. Damon hasn’t turned up and he won’t come until second lesson. Apparently he and his mother are in the head office, with the Principle as we speak. Josh and Sam were talking earlier and said they heard it from Lee, when I was coming out of the dorms.”
Chloe watched over at me, with a concerned facial expression.
“Aren’t you having anything else Lucy? Dinner doesn’t start until twelve thirty”
I looked down at my hands, which were holding a nice banana and smooth orange juice carton.
"No, I’ll be ok thank you. It’s just my nerves getting to me.”
“Lucy, don’t worry about it. You’ll be fine,” Jack said, even he was telling me everything will be ok. Maybe, this college will be different.
"So wait, did Lee get told by the Principal to stay out of Damon's way our something?" asked Chloe.
Jack took a deep sighed and nodded, while we all head to an empty table. Jack pulled out the chair first and sat on it.
"Apparently Lee just got a warning. But knowing Lee, he'll whine up Damon about it. I don't understand Lee at all. He's stupid."
Chloe sighed sadly, agreeing to what Jack was saying. I don't ask because I knew that was impolite. I don't like being nosey and I hate nosey people. I peeled back the banana skin, and slowly ate it.
"So Lucy, what college did you go to?" Asked Chloe, hoping the subject would change.
I looked at up at her quickly, shocked at the question. Nobody asks me about my personal life, only my best friend, who was now, just a memory to me.
"Oh, it was just, Hunge Field College."
Both Chloe and Jack had their eyes coming out of their sockets and mouths were opened.
"What?" I asked, feeling my forehead frown.
"It’s just that, a: I've heard that's a very hard college to get in and b: I have also heard how awful that place is. Just how did you come here instead and how did you survive it?" Chloe explained, in a very high and squeaky voice. Lucky thing I listened carefully to what she said. Her eyes told me she didn't believe me at all.
I put down my half eaten banana and realised and took a deep sigh. I really didn't want to explain my situation to them and shrugged.
"Basically and to put it short; I worked to get a place there. I wanted to go there because it what had my qualifications I needed, to go to Leftfield University. But how I survived it all was due to my best friend. We were like partners in crime," I smiled at a memory, but it was taken away as I continued, "But then something happened to both the college and to my foster family so we moved and here I am. Yay you me," I whispered the end to myself. Hopefully those two didn't hear.
Chloe straight away said, "You were fostered?! I would have never guessed to be honest," with a saddened expression, "I'm sorry to hear about that."
"Chloe, please don't. I don't want any sympathy. I don't remember much about my parents but they both died when I was very young. I'm trying to make them happy," I smiled happily, because it was true. My family meant so much to me and that night they died and my twin brother was separated from me, I was deeply mortified and depressed. But soon after, I was 'welcomed' to a foster family. I was very happy that some people cared about me. How so wrong I was from that day onward.
I looked at the time on my watch, only noticing it was 8:48am. Hopefully this will drop the subject from me. I hate being centre of attention.
"Oh! I didn't realised it was that time! Shall we have to class?" I quickly gulped my juice and grabbed my belongings.
"Of course! English first! C'mon Lucy we don't want to be late for your first class of this term!"
Chloe seemed very happy and had a Cheshire cat like grin.
"Okay Chloe, I finally to have admit; you're creepy. That was the weirdest face you pulled there. What kind of fantasy were you dreaming about?" Jack smirked, adding humour within his eyes and his eyebrows starting doing to worm dance.
Chloe gave Jack a death stare. If only looks could kill. I don't ever want to be on her bad side.
"Oh. Now I know. Ha-ha!"
Chloe snapped out of it and her cheeks began to become a red colour.
"Shut up moron! Anyways let's go!"
And for the first time in ages, I true smile came across my face, by people. This year might be my best.
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