The Sunny Side of Super University (NaNoWriMo)

I can't trust anyone.

I don't know what I am going to do with my life.

I can't feel anything else.

What am I even doing here?

"Get up you lazy idiot! The entrance ceremony is about to start!" My roommate shouted from across our 14x16 dorm room.

"I'm not a lazy idiot, I'm just going through things," I muttered from my bed.

"Yeah, you and literally everyone else going here. Now get up so we can go." She remarked.

I almost replied 'Well, I'm not keeping you here', but I realized she's probably trying to be nice to me in the best way she knows how. I sighed and got up, putting on a t-shirt and jeans while despairingly wondering why I have to understand arrogant, rich people the best. Why can't I just make friends with a nice, normal girl? I think while brushing my teeth.

Is that what I really want?

I wish.

I walk to the door, past my roommate who is looking in the mirror and fixing her makeup. "Let's go," I said. She turned around, looking me over and rolling her eyes. "The entrance ceremony is semi-formal." I gave her an exasperated look for not telling me earlier, and changed my shirt to a blouse, putting on a jeweled necklace in the process. Walking out, she was already eyeing my outfit.

"Girl, you've got curves. All you'd need is to put on makeup, and you-"

"I don't care, let's go." I shoot her a warning glare to stop openly judging me based on how I look. She shrugged, but looked like she understood, and we both left.

I don't know if I will be friends with this girl, but at least we can communicate, I finally conclude. She started babbling on about how excited she was to meet our university's president because apparently he will demonstrate all his powers for us. I stopped listening after a minute or so.

This will be a long year.