Soft whispers of wind brushed my auburn hair, messing it from the usual straight hair do, caressing my skin in the most delicious way. It was true that you can find peace in this erratic world. Almost too quickly, the sun hid behind the usual cloudy sky of Seattle. I sighted in boredom.
No one ever said how boring heaven was.
The walk back to the dorms was uneventful; as it was every night. Well, jumping off the bridge on the way home was kind of appealing, but then I decided it the fall wouldn't really do anything lethal to me.
"Check that ass," a male voice murmured in the distance; I didn't care. It was not unusual to hear those kinds of comments around there.
The silence was maddening, if it weren't for those stupid comments and the wind I would become suicidal. Campus in august was a fucking dessert. Other than a few young exchange students and a few teachers, campus was lacking of life. It was some scary shit; but at that point, I just didn't give a shit.
I longed for Monday, the day my hell would end and I would do something new; a challenge. Summer courses were an introduction to college and how it worked; it would have been interesting if I hadn't already done the course twice. Preparation is bullshit; you go to college after you graduate, fuck pre-college courses, they are shit. I had bought my books right after I got my supplies list, moved to the new double dorm, done my back to school online shopping, passed the summer course with flying colors… and now I was walking, alone, at midnight around campus after eating a club sandwich from some crappy cafeteria in campus named 'Central Perk'; apparently, the owner of the place was obsessed with Friends, so he named the place after the coffee shop; fucking psycho.
While fetching my keys from my oversized bag, I noticed the door already open and some lights on. I frowned and searched for something to hit the intruder with; I ended up grabbing some kind of umbrella, clutching it tightly in my weak hands. When I saw the shadow approaching the threshold, I closed my eyes and tried to remember whatever shit they taught me at personal defense classes back in high school (ok, maybe I was remembering the 'SING' thing from Miss Congeniality). Giving up on my useless memory I decided to just go with it and embrace my inner warrior.
I flung my arms in front of me the moment the intruder stepped out of the dorm, hitting it with an incredible force, right in the head. The 'smack' sound boomed across the desserted hall. I let out a victory scream, pumping my fists in the air and-
Oh shit, I killed a girl.