A/N: So here we go! I have finally been bit by my muse bug, and here is another installment of my story! In this chapter, we get a glimpse into the complicated mind of Rose's older sister, Serena! Just in case y'all are confused as to her age or whatever, she is 19, about to start her sophomore year of college at the University of Seattle, though she spent her freshman year at American University back in D.C. (Fun fact: I almost went to American!) Enjoy!
Chapter 5- What's Serena Been Up to?
As the meek sunlight filtered in to my room, I sat up in my large bed, yawning and stretching my arms into the air. I usually liked to sleep in, but this morning I felt like being especially productive, and wanted to review my internship applications for the fall one last time before sending them in. It was required of my major, Chemistry, that I get an internship at some point before I graduate, and I figured I would get a head start on it now, so that I could have an advantage over my other classmates over at the University of Seattle. Granted, U of S didn't really have the best chemistry program, they were a little more focused on liberal arts, like psychology and English, as well as the arts, which was more my little sister's scene than mine. Oh, Rose. She was so talented, and she knew it, but she didn't have the drive, the ambition that was necessary for a person to truly succeed in life. She was like a little puppy walking around a park, no real intention of where she was going, stopping to sniff every little tree and bush that caught her attention. Not that I minded, Rose would go on her own path, and I'm sure that whatever she decides to do with her life, she will succeed at. Of course, now I had to check out this Paul guy she seemed to be falling for. Rose may have said that it wasn't that serious, but I knew she was lying. The way she and Paul looked at each other, it was almost nauseating. It was like nothing in the world mattered but the one they were staring at. Honestly, there are many things more important than love. School, for one, and the church, and family, and work, were all higher on the list of important things than love. Then again, I didn't have that much experience with love. Maybe once you get that true, deep love that only comes along once in your life, that love becomes more important than anything else. Personally, I didn't have much experience in that area. Sure, I've had boyfriends, but none of them really lasted long. It was difficult trying to find someone I could meet on both an intellectual and emotional level.
"Oh, well" I said out-loud to my airy bedroom "I guess I'll find someone eventually, but now its time to work" and with that I hopped out of bed, and went off to shower and finish my applications.
A/N: Alright! I'm back! I know this was a short chapter, but I'm posting another one in a minute, because I wrote one really big chapter, and I kind of felt like splitting it up into a few smaller chapter for your reading ease. Reviews are greatly appreciated!
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