They spent a lot of time that night talking. They got home very late that night and were very tired. They went to their dorms and slept. The following morning, the alarm went off and Lucy put the pillow over her head. She didn't want to get up. She didn't want to start class. She knew where everything was located because of orientation, but she wasn't up to the challenge. Kinsey sat up and stretched. She threw a pillow to Lucy, who threw it right back.
"Get up!" Kinsey called.
"I don't want to," Lucy replied.
"Well, you're going to have to. Your parents are helping you pay for this, and you're going to have to start class, unless you like wasting your parents money, and your own," Kinsey stated, getting up.
"I know. I just don't want to. I'm tired, but I'm awake, and there's no chance I could get anymore sleep anyway," Lucy answered, sitting up and yawning. Kinsey went over to her drawer and picked out some clothes.
"You're going to have to put your clothes away sooner or later," Kinsey said, looking at Lucy's suitcase.
"No I don't," Lucy protested.
"Anyway, I'm going to take a quick shower. We've only got two hours before class and we've still got to eat," Kinsey said. Lucy nodded, still not wanting to get up. Kinsey went into the bathroom. Lucy pondered for a moment, wondering if she really wanted to stick this out. She'd never really been away from home for a long period of time, let alone four years. She thought about her family and decided that she'd call them and say hello after classes. She smiled when she thought of Simon, Ruthie, and the twins. Simon was a teenager and already dating. Lucy could remember fighting with him over toys. Ruthie had just grown up too fast. It seemed like yesterday that Lucy was playing games with her little sister, now she was thirteen, and had a little boyfriend of her own. A tear came to Lucy's eye when she thought of the twins. She could remember holding Sam and Dave, and singing to them. Now they were four years old, close to five. The Valentines day babies. Lucy smiled when she thought back on that hectic day. Then she realized that she better hurry up and get dressed, or she'd be late for class - which wasn't good. Later in the year, she would have to counsel someone and try to help them. She'd seen her dad do it all the time. He was always helping someone. That's what was so great about him. He was always willing to lend a hand to someone in need.
Lucy scrambled out of bed and bent near her suitcase. She un-zipped it (it zipped), and looked through it. She pulled out a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. It was raining outside, so she was trying to dress warmly. She dressed and looked at her hair. It was a mess.
"Oh great," Lucy sighed. She grabbed her brush from the nightstand and began brushing really hard. She gave up. It was no use. Then she grabbed a ponytail and put her hair up. She put clips on the sides. She looked at herself and figured that it looked ok. She put on socks and then her tennis shoes. By that time, Kinsey was out of the bathroom.
"I see you're ready," Kinsey said, brushing her hair.
"Yeah, I'm as ready as I'm going to be," Lucy replied. Lucy got her Bible. She picked up the books "Hangman's Curse" and "As For Me and My House". She also got her "Chicken Soup for the Christian Family Soul" book because they were going to be reading stories from it. She had her materials for three classes. Luckily, they were not back-to-back.
"Do we have any classes together?" Kinsey asked.
"Devotionals and Creative Writing," Lucy replied. She rolled her eyes at the thought of creative writing. Oh well, at least she could get a good education.
"Want to come down to the Student Union and pick up some breakfast and coffee?" Kinsey asked.
"I'm not hungry. If I eat, I'll throw up," Lucy replied, "But I will take you up on the coffee."
"You'll throw up?" Kinsey asked.
"I'm so nervous, I'm sure I'll throw up," Lucy replied.
"Oh. I thought you meant you were sick," Kinsey said. Lucy rolled her eyes and they walked out of their dorm. Lucy held the books over her head as they rushed to the student union. After they'd run a little ways, Lucy stopped.
"How much farther?" Lucy asked. She was soaked.
"It's just up here," Kinsey replied, pointing.
"I told you that I need a car," Lucy stated. They finally reached the Student Union and walked in. They noticed that it was more crowded. They sat their books on the floor and went up to get their refreshments.
"I'd like one coffee, and some cream," Lucy said.
"$1.25," The cashier responded. Lucy handed her a dollar. She secretly thought about the price. She got her coffee and sat down. She opened to the first page of "As for Me and My House". She passed the forward and the introduction. She had a memory verse. It said: Oh, that there was such a heart in them that they would fear Me and always keep all My commandments, that it might be well with them and their children forever! - Deuteronomy 5:29 . Kinsey sat down.
"What ya' looking at?" Kinsey asked, as she ate some biscotti.
"The Devotional. You should have one," Lucy replied.
"I do," Kinsey said.
"You're becoming a minister too, right?" Lucy asked, recalling that she never asked.
"Youth pastor," Kinsey replied.
"You have to go to college for that?" Lucy asked.
"No, but I am. I want to be smart in everything. I want be a role model for kids," Kinsey replied.
"Is that why you're taking a lot of the same courses that I am?" Lucy asked.
"Yeah," Kinsey replied. Lucy had never considered being a youth pastor. She liked the idea.
"Get up!" Kinsey called.
"I don't want to," Lucy replied.
"Well, you're going to have to. Your parents are helping you pay for this, and you're going to have to start class, unless you like wasting your parents money, and your own," Kinsey stated, getting up.
"I know. I just don't want to. I'm tired, but I'm awake, and there's no chance I could get anymore sleep anyway," Lucy answered, sitting up and yawning. Kinsey went over to her drawer and picked out some clothes.
"You're going to have to put your clothes away sooner or later," Kinsey said, looking at Lucy's suitcase.
"No I don't," Lucy protested.
"Anyway, I'm going to take a quick shower. We've only got two hours before class and we've still got to eat," Kinsey said. Lucy nodded, still not wanting to get up. Kinsey went into the bathroom. Lucy pondered for a moment, wondering if she really wanted to stick this out. She'd never really been away from home for a long period of time, let alone four years. She thought about her family and decided that she'd call them and say hello after classes. She smiled when she thought of Simon, Ruthie, and the twins. Simon was a teenager and already dating. Lucy could remember fighting with him over toys. Ruthie had just grown up too fast. It seemed like yesterday that Lucy was playing games with her little sister, now she was thirteen, and had a little boyfriend of her own. A tear came to Lucy's eye when she thought of the twins. She could remember holding Sam and Dave, and singing to them. Now they were four years old, close to five. The Valentines day babies. Lucy smiled when she thought back on that hectic day. Then she realized that she better hurry up and get dressed, or she'd be late for class - which wasn't good. Later in the year, she would have to counsel someone and try to help them. She'd seen her dad do it all the time. He was always helping someone. That's what was so great about him. He was always willing to lend a hand to someone in need.
Lucy scrambled out of bed and bent near her suitcase. She un-zipped it (it zipped), and looked through it. She pulled out a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved shirt. It was raining outside, so she was trying to dress warmly. She dressed and looked at her hair. It was a mess.
"Oh great," Lucy sighed. She grabbed her brush from the nightstand and began brushing really hard. She gave up. It was no use. Then she grabbed a ponytail and put her hair up. She put clips on the sides. She looked at herself and figured that it looked ok. She put on socks and then her tennis shoes. By that time, Kinsey was out of the bathroom.
"I see you're ready," Kinsey said, brushing her hair.
"Yeah, I'm as ready as I'm going to be," Lucy replied. Lucy got her Bible. She picked up the books "Hangman's Curse" and "As For Me and My House". She also got her "Chicken Soup for the Christian Family Soul" book because they were going to be reading stories from it. She had her materials for three classes. Luckily, they were not back-to-back.
"Do we have any classes together?" Kinsey asked.
"Devotionals and Creative Writing," Lucy replied. She rolled her eyes at the thought of creative writing. Oh well, at least she could get a good education.
"Want to come down to the Student Union and pick up some breakfast and coffee?" Kinsey asked.
"I'm not hungry. If I eat, I'll throw up," Lucy replied, "But I will take you up on the coffee."
"You'll throw up?" Kinsey asked.
"I'm so nervous, I'm sure I'll throw up," Lucy replied.
"Oh. I thought you meant you were sick," Kinsey said. Lucy rolled her eyes and they walked out of their dorm. Lucy held the books over her head as they rushed to the student union. After they'd run a little ways, Lucy stopped.
"How much farther?" Lucy asked. She was soaked.
"It's just up here," Kinsey replied, pointing.
"I told you that I need a car," Lucy stated. They finally reached the Student Union and walked in. They noticed that it was more crowded. They sat their books on the floor and went up to get their refreshments.
"I'd like one coffee, and some cream," Lucy said.
"$1.25," The cashier responded. Lucy handed her a dollar. She secretly thought about the price. She got her coffee and sat down. She opened to the first page of "As for Me and My House". She passed the forward and the introduction. She had a memory verse. It said: Oh, that there was such a heart in them that they would fear Me and always keep all My commandments, that it might be well with them and their children forever! - Deuteronomy 5:29 . Kinsey sat down.
"What ya' looking at?" Kinsey asked, as she ate some biscotti.
"The Devotional. You should have one," Lucy replied.
"I do," Kinsey said.
"You're becoming a minister too, right?" Lucy asked, recalling that she never asked.
"Youth pastor," Kinsey replied.
"You have to go to college for that?" Lucy asked.
"No, but I am. I want to be smart in everything. I want be a role model for kids," Kinsey replied.
"Is that why you're taking a lot of the same courses that I am?" Lucy asked.
"Yeah," Kinsey replied. Lucy had never considered being a youth pastor. She liked the idea.