DAUNTLESS

“Hey Waqui” I put down my novel, which I had been reading for about 20 minutes, to look at the person who was greeting me. There he is, wearing that grin that never fails to irritate the living daylights out of me. "Instead of pestering me why don't you return to your seat and study Jordan" I responded flatly, causing him to pout. What exactly is his issue? He's been bothering me ever since I arrived at Sierra Nevada College to pursue my education. "And instead of being rude to me why don't you try to smile and greet me back?" I stared at him unamused by his sarcasm. Is he really serious about being my friend? When he flashed me with his brilliant grin that seemed to cover his whole face, I rolled my eyes. Believe me when I say that his toothy smile would get him in trouble someday. "Go, Jordan, before I smack you across the face with this book." I hid my face behind my book as I heard him sigh and mumble something, which I overheard. You may be wondering why I turned him off like that. You see, I'm not the kind of guy who seeks out new friends everywhere he goes; I don't want to connect with anyone, and I never want to be attached to anyone. What is the reason for this? That's a different story altogether. You may not realize it right now, but you will someday. I put down the book I was reading before Jordan decided to annoy me and stared out the window. I sat there, watching the clouds paint the sky as if it were a canvas for a painter. The sound of birds tweeting elicited feelings of calm and relaxation in my body. How the trees danced as the cold wind blew through their leaves, and how this whole natural scene made me feel loved. Isn't it amazing? How a simple glance at nature makes you feel a lot of things, relaxation, peace, joy and even sadness. I was abruptly awakened from my reverie when a student introduced himself as the class president declared his presence and spread the word about our professor missing class due to an unexpected meeting. With nothing else to do, I then gathered my belongings and exited the room not sparring anyone a single glance. "Waqui!" And there he is, once more. I sighed irritably as his voice filled the now-semi-crowded hallway. Isn't he tired of calling my name every day? Is there any way I can go a day without hearing my name spoken from his mouth? I moved here expecting a quiet life, only to be disturbed by a 20-year-old blond with a cheeky smile, which, ladies and gentlemen, always irritates me. Not giving him the attention he wanted I made my way to the cafeteria and got some food. "Would you be as kind as to leave me alone Mister?" He shook his head as he sat in front of me, with his burger already half-bitten. Sometimes I'm having this impression that this guy had a mental illness because he seemed to be overwhelmed with joy everywhere he went. "Jordan, why can't you just leave me alone? Don't you have any other friends? You seem to get along with the rest of our classmates very well." I started eating after I let him have a peace of my mind. "Nope, bestfriend's been absent for a week now" So he does have a mate, and he's just annoying me because that unfortunate fellow isn't around. So, in order for this man to avoid making my school year miserable, I wish his bestfriend will return to school as soon as possible. •°• I sat down on the sofa and took off my socks, closing my eyes and recalling all that had happened to me in the previous three days. I cleaned my flat, went grocery shopping, did laundry, and enrolled in a college to attend classes. It's exhausting, but it's well worth it.