Chapter 2
I woke up the next morning tired. I checked my phone to see what the temperature was and it read "43 degrees." So I went over to my closet to decide what to wear. I picked out a white long sleeved button up shirt with a light grey v-neck sweater to go over it, and a pair of skinny jeans, with my black converse.
I went into the bathroom and brushed my hair that went down to about my shoulders. I decided to put my side bangs up with a bobby pin so that when the wind came, it wouldn't be flying all over my face. When I finished putting on my makeup I walked over to get my bag. When I looked up and saw the time I quickly stuffed what I needed into the bag and ran out of the dorm room.
I arrived right on time to my English class. Today we were going over the literary elements in depth. It was a boring day and I found that I already knew most of what we had been learning today. After class my friend Skylar and I went to the near by coffee shop.
"You seem more down than usual today! And that's saying something!" Said Skylar. I looked up at her and sighed thinking to myself. I had just become really depressed lately. When I lit the candle for John's birthday last night it made me think Emily. I knew how much she loved him.
"Nothing really. I've just been thinking about stuff lately. You know? The typical why are we here? And what is the meaning of life? Sort of thing. I just feel confused and like I don't really serve a purpose." I said to her taking a sip of my coffee. She sat there for a moment analyzing what I had told her.
"Well I mean…Nobody really knows why were here? And why do you even want to know the meaning of life? You'll find out when you die! That is, if you know where you're going." She started trailing off. I had been a Christian my whole life but Skylar always wanted me to be a little more involved than I already was. I went to church regularly. So I thought I was well off.
"I know where I'm going Skylar. I don't know why I want to know. I just do. My life seems so boring with no excitement. I don't feel important." I sighed. We continued to talk for about half an hour until we had to go to our next class. She had some type of history and I had music. I played guitar and I guess I could say I was pretty good. I had never written my own stuff though. Most of the music I played was by The Beatles. After our classes we met up by the old oak tree that marked the center of the college. It was in the courtyard, which was where most students would go to study or to go for walks. Some of the weird people here would say strange things like the tree was magical and stupid things like that. I don't think anybody really believed them. I know I didn't.
"So some friends and I are going out to dinner tonight. Wanna come along? It'll be fun!" Said Skylar enthusiastically. I thought about it for a little while and decided that I wouldn't go.
"I have an English paper to write." I lied. She shrugged her shoulders and we went our separate ways. When I got back to my dorm I decided to take a nap and make up the sleep that I had lost last night.