MY EYES OPEN to the sight of my high dorm ceilings, letting me know where i am.
i hear water running in the bathroom, so i walk in to find sofia rinsing her toothbrush.
"did i black out?" i say, my voice cracking from the yelling.
"we didn't have any alcohol, silly." she responds touching my arm.
"how's your voice not like, completely gone." i ask, confused because i sound like a dying frog.
"because i only screamed for the rap part of starships." she answers.
"meanwhile you were going all night with any track the dj played." sofia continues.
"oh yeah. forgot about that. is it too late for breakfast?" i ask not knowing what time it is.
"maybe i can grab you an early lunch. you have your first full day of class tomorrow huh?" sofia asks.
"yup that i do. though i don't know if i get any sleep before 1 after being up so late last night."
"val, we weren't there past 11:15." sofia laughs.
"well then i aged backwards because it felt like forever."
"i'm glad i found you when i did, sometimes i don't see kris until 5 hours later." says sofia
"what were you doing with kyle? do you like—like him?" she asks, making me uncomfortable.
"i'm sorry what?" i say, awkwardly laughing at the thought.
"well you guys were holding hands when i saw you..."
"he pulled me off the dance floor and i just forgot to let go. it's nothing deep or serious. reminder: i've only been here two days. barely."
"okay, don't need to get so defensive..." she answers.
"oh. sorry i didn't mean to. i just wasn't expecting anyone to think of me like that." i say, realizing i might have hurt her feelings.
"no your good. i'll grab your lunch, i think it's best that you rest for tomorrow." she says exiting the bathroom.
i eat my lunch sofia kindly brought to me and join her in the cafeteria for dinner along with the others. i'm becoming a lot better with this school, like not only the people but also the teachers, classes, etc. it's actually not that cliquey as i thought. i mean, i only talk to about 10 people closely daily, but really not everyone is super judgmental.
i post on instagram; sometimes. i know people who would be weirded out by me posting, like people from where i used to live. but i'm on a fresh start here, so i just try to let myself not worry about it.
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