Lost Tempest Queen

First Day of College

After our altercation, she left again. Even though I knew it was against dorm rules I’m happy she is gone. Lying back down and quickly falling back asleep. I am soon greeted by her voice and presence but still can’t get close to her. Her presence feels safe, I feel pulled to her it is so strong. She starts talking in the foreign language again but this time it’s a warning. We are not safe here. Some people seek us out to stop the future.

I am startled because for some reason I believe her. She stops speaking for a minute then asks, what are you called in this life? My name is Rylie, I tell her in an unsure voice. What is your name? My name is Nyoka she tells me in a gentle voice. Why are we in danger Nyoka? She was quiet for so long, I think she isn’t going to answer. Then she tells me, We are special Rylie and because we are special others fear us.

I tell her she must be confused because I am anything but special. The most ordinary person and not special. She chuckles You were always the humble one. Unfortunately, my alarm clock wakes me up as I roll over to silence it. I see Dorthy glaring at me from her bed like a psychopath. Yeah definitely need to talk to someone about a room chance, I feel like this girl is gonna murder me while I sleep at night. This girl gives me the creeps jeez how long has she been watching me?

Good morning I mumble to try and ease the growing tension in our room. This was going to be hard to stomach each day, especially since I am not a morning person. Nyoka said we were in danger what if it’s Dorthy she was talking about? Wait!!! Why am I thinking of Nyoka like she’s real and not just a dream, hahaha? Wow, I need to be careful I may be losing my mind. I get up and stretch walking out with my clothes to get ready for the day.

I can’t lose focus because today starts my first day of classes and I need to make a great impression. I need to get groceries after classes also so that I can save some money. I don’t like the idea of eating out every day, even if I had money like that. I brought my crockpot, electric skillet, toaster, blender, coffee pot, and microwave. Yeah, I know that sounds excessive but these small appliances will save me thousands of dollars during my time here.

The dorm stocked our room with a mini fridge on each side of the room for convenience. Grabbing my stuff for my classes I head out, feeling both excited and nervous. Today I had two classes, the first being English and a little over an hour later Anatomy. I have English in half an hour so I head there first spotting a coffee shop along the way. I recall seeing it yesterday and their bagels smelt amazing.

The line isn’t long and I can order a chestnut latte and a toasted everything bagel with whipped cream cheese in under five minutes. If you are anything like me then there is only one reason to be late in your life and that is getting your coffee. Taking my order to go I soon find my class around the corner. I still have ten minutes so I sit outside the room and eat my breakfast. I’m about done when I get a sickly feeling in my stomach when I spot my roommate Dorthy coming around the corner and talking with two other girls.

She spots me and starts glaring telling her friends how much her new roommate sucks. This girl wants to get punched. I was nice enough to give myself a nice visual of punching this girl in the nose, hearing the cracking sound of breaking her nose. Man, I wish that could be a reality. The other two girls start to look over at me with the same hatred in their eyes. What the hell is wrong with these snobby kids at this school? Just then the teacher opens her door and tells us with a polite smile to come in.

She introduces herself as Mrs. Blane as all the students funnel in through the door. I find a seat close to the window as far away from the mean girl squad as possible. I pray to every possible deity there is that this is our only class together. No possible way my luck is that bad that she would be in all four classes. The class went by quickly, she gave us her syllabus and classroom rules. As well as an explanation that she is handling all assignments minus a few small assignments and we are free to work ahead but all of our work is to be turned in, and no late work will be accepted.

I’m looking forward to the ability to work ahead. This will make working with the four classes I have chosen much easier. Once out of English, I head to the concrete round break tables outside to read the first few chapters of our book for this week. I wanted to get the first two assignments completed by our next class on Tuesday. I have one lame introduction assignment about myself to turn in on Tuesday and a real assignment due on Thursday.

She has us alternating a small assignment on Tuesday and our large assignment on Thursday. This sounds backwards to me though since I would have thought the larger of the two assignments be due first of the week. I was able to read the first three chapters and start heading to my Anatomy class. I quickly look around realizing I made a wrong turn, oh man! I’m lost! Looking behind me I suddenly hit a brick wall.

I start tumbling to the ground when strong arms reach around my waist and catch me. I look up and oh my goodness this guy is smoking hot. I can’t help staring into his beautiful brown eyes. He clears his throat and I’m embarrassed to see I was caught gawking. Sorry, I didn’t see you there. My name is Alexander but everyone calls me Alex. No, I’m sorry I wasn’t watching where I was going, I am a little lost. My name is Rylie, I am new here.

What class are you looking for I can help you find it, if you need. Yes please I’m just trying to find Anatomy with Coach Black. It’s this way, if you will follow me then I can show you. Umm, thank you so much for helping me after I bumped into you. I am sorry about that. It’s okay, it is my pleasure to assist. This class was just around the corner and there stood a grumpy Coach Black.

His expression told me he wasn’t impressed with my punctuality. I introduced myself and entered the classroom when my stomach dropped seeing the b***h squad already seated in the class. Not a single class today without them I internally moaned. This class didn’t go by as quickly because Alex was in my class and it was super annoying watching Dorthy paw all over him.

Coach Black had much the same policies as Mrs. Blane, but his monotone voice made his class drag out. I wonder what he coaches with a voice like his, geeze was it a sleeping contest? Heading to the store after class I grab my essentials and head back to the dorm. As I enter Dorthy isn’t back yet and I get started ready the fifteen chapters Coach Black assigned. On the plus side no classes till Monday yay!!