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Claire's pov
Last night was epically amazing; the town made us proud. It was hard to wave everyone off at the town borders but at least they're safe. Today is back too day to day Morganville. We have to also start planning a wedding-urgh, I can't wait but it's going to take years and truth is we only have about four month maybe less. Eve's already started the whole 'to do' list and there is still a mountain of things to add; and that's without even thinking about a wedding gown! Anyway Eve's about to take me to school, her job is relatively uneventful at the UC coffee bar so; well at least I don't have to walk… you never know what's lurking.
My stomach is doing flips; yes I love school but I'm scared, do you want to know why? Every corridor reminds me of my past. The ring on my finger glistens, catching the eye of Morganville natives along with most of the college crowd- they stare –those who aren't in the know- probably thinking I'm some 'knocked up' slut… if only they knew.
My book bag feels foreign upon my shoulder; an unneeded weight. My life has changed so dramatically; I forgot school; I stayed up late; woke up at noon; cooked; clean; studied; and yes I came but I wasn't here really, my mind was a million miles away but today I'm back. I'm watching every stare; hearing every silent comment- it doesn't bother me but then really I only have one more semester until I leave and become a Morganville native.
Technically I already am but when I leave school that's when I'm… hmm there is no word to finish that sentence. I'm not trapped because I was offered leave; I'm not free because I'm stuck- so really I'm somewhere right in the middle- not really a good place to be. Anyway that's when I'm, part of Morganville; that's when my real life starts.
Anyway the corridor seems to just drag on and on but calculus II seems to appear from nowhere; the class room is as usual mostly empty; just a handful of students struggling through a couple of years, ready to transfer out… that will never be me. Anyway there are maybe ten of us and that's pushing it; today and the rest of semester will be mostly comprehension; just me listening for the odd fact or equation I haven't already learnt. I probably shouldn't have read the whole book at the start of the year but really I had nothing better to do; and also I sort of always do it- it's like a really bad habit. Mr… ok I've been in this class for nearly a year and still I don't remember his name, oh well anyway he's droning on and on… I wish I was at home.
Yeah still lounging in bed next to Shane; smelling bacon and eggs… watching Morganville grow around us but no I'm stuck listening hour on hour to random professors telling me things I already know; perfect, just perfect. A day I don't think I can cope… only five more hours; can't wait for break in the coffee bar with Eve!
Eve's pov
I forgot how boring this was. I swear I've just came back to life; one thing though the customers have never, ever changed. Still as sarcastic as ever; still holding on to kindergarten comebacks… since when has 'drop dead gorgeous' been a comeback… well actually in this town it could be- but no matter, I'm back earning my pay cheque.
CB wasn't herself today; she was talking but it wasn't her. I think her mind was somewhere else, a million miles away. She should have a gap between lessons soon; hopefully she'll come to the bar, I'm bored…totally and utterly bored.
Omg Michael and Shane have just walked through the UC doors; I should have been dreaming but no Michael has got a gig today in the atrium and they are here most of today; which means par-ty! I'm so happy they're here literally; our buddies.
Omg CB just got here; her smile when she saw Shane was unreal! They are all huggy and kissy in the corner; whilst Mike is setting up the guitar and stuff; people are watching but I swear we do not care!
Oh shit I do now. Morrell. Monica Morrell has just entered the building. Oh shit, Shane's going to kill her; or Claire; or me. I've never liked her ever- spoiled brat of a child.
Oh. That's not normal. Monica has just walked away; one look and she walked away, I wonder…
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