ME: 'I am wearing a suit!'
I typed into our group chat. I heard my phone ding with an incoming message, not even a second after I typed that.
Phoebe: 'What?'
Me: ' For Graduation, I am going to wear a power suit.'
Phoebe:' But what about the dress code/?'
Me: 'Not like they will be able to notice with the black robe on.' I was smiling now. I had finally found a loophole.
Phoebe: 'Actually, yeah.'
Phoebe: ' I don't want to wear a saree too. I will join you and wear a suit too.'
Me: 'Great. I was actually considering skipping it if I didn't have a choice. '
Phoebe: 'I will smack you if you do!'
Alexandra: ' I actually want to wear a saree again. But this time I want to look sexy in it.'
I rolled my eyes at that text.
Me: 'Have fun trying to manage a saree and trying to look sexy at the same time.'
Alexandra: 'If you guys aren't wearing
I honestly am not completely informed when it comes to sexuality, and it's vastness. I still have a lot to learn, and I am trying every day to be more informed about it and to respect everybody for their choices and their identities or lack of thereof. No matter what it is, my moto was -TPWK, treat people with kindness always."Shall we go to the bookstore for a bit? I am craving the smell of new books." I said. Both Phoebe and Alexandra nodded. It had become a ritual now, us visiting the bookstore every time we came to the mall.We visited the washroom to clean up before visiting the book store. I fixed my hair and applied a layer of gloss."Gloss?" I asked Phoebe and Alexa, pointing the gloss at them. Alexa shakes her head no, while Phoebe accepted the offer."Let's go?" I asked, and we left the loo together.--I take a deep breath, taking in the smell of the books that wafted in the air. The air conditioner
My mind reminded me of the things that I could no longer do, the things that I missed out and all the times that I wished he would leave me alone. It was getting harder to breathe with every sob that was wrecking my body. My eyes burned, and my tear glands seemed to have an endless supply of tears. It just wasn't fair how the heart felt so much pain when it was just a blob of flesh.After some time, I decided that I had to stop crying, and I went to the bathroom. I didn't want my mother or my sister to see it, although they were probably already asleep.I splashed water on my face and looked at my face. Over the years, I had developed a sort of superpower; you could never know if I was crying moments ago. My eyes never longer turned red or would get swollen whenever I cried. I know it wasn't really a superpower, but I considered it as one. I could be in the bathroom, bawling my eyes while people chatted and made jokes outside. I could walk out any time and
"Mum, they said that they can cover only half of the tuition," I told my mother. I could feel my eyes burning up from the tears. I couldn't believe that this was happening again. I had applied for an education loan to pay for my studies. I had just gotten over the phone with them and they told me that they wouldn't be able to cover the full fees. Usually, they could cover up the full fees, but my profile didn't have the strong financial support that would be able to pay off the loan if I couldn't do so in the future. I didn't know how I could arrange for the rest of the money."Why can't
" I am still going to go!" I announced. Finally, coming out of my room after a week of moping. The past week had been all sorts of emotions. I cried I hoped my heart would finally stop whenever I cried; I thought of the possibilities of taking a year gap, I thought about the possibilities of going with it and the things I had to do in order to survive, I thought about how things would be different if dad was here and I decided to be selfish and stubborn for once."What do you mean?" My mother asked, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion."I am going to the University of Edinburgh in three months." I clarify."But what about the money?" My mother quickly adds. I could feel my anger making an appearance; I pushed it back."I will take whatever loan I can get from the bank. The scholarship would cover a part of it too. For the rest of it, I will find a way." I reply."How will you come up with the remainder. It's a pretty hu
"Keep in touch, alright." My classmates kept adding every time I spoke to one of them. I gave a tight smile, pretending that not having the everyday remainder of them is going to hurt me. Honestly, I would miss only a few of them. I was definitely not going to miss this college. It could go and fuck itself.I was just about to finally leave the college grounds when I heard someone call my name."Celeste." I turned around to see that it was Carter who was calling my name. I suddenly remembered that I hadn't said farewell to him. I had to been avoiding him since the 'juice day' that we had. I didn't want to stop that now, but it was too late now."Hey." He says once he is standing right in front of me."Hey," I reply."So this is it.""Yeah. I guess so. Finally!" I add with a chuckle. He smiles at that."I didn't know that you would pull that." He says, gesturing to my suit. I look down and then
"You packed everything, right?" My mother asked for the 100th time today."Yes, mom. I did. " I replied, rolling my eyes slightly.Today was the day that I was finally leaving. I was excited as well as nervous at the same time."The taxi is here," I say to my mother. She nods her head."Let's go." My sister Sylvia says, swinging one of my bags on her shoulders. I drag my suitcases with me, my mother taking a few with her too.I had thought that maybe I would have to put some of my bags in cargo, but thankfully all of my things could be taken at once itself. The other necessities we could buy it there later.The cab driver helps us hoist the luggage in the boot of the car and the things that don't fit there I place them on my lap in the backseat.I watch as I get farther and farther from home, my nerves were jittery."Don't forget to call me as soon as you reach. And text me when y
"Would you like a club sandwich?" The air-hostess asks us, dragging her food cart."Is it vegetarian?" Phoebe enquires."No. But we do have veg sandwiches. Would you like one mam?" She asks her."Can I have a club sandwich?" I ask her."Me too." Alexandra quips.She hands us our sandwiches before making her way towards the other passengers."A ham sandwich, huh, Alexandra?" Phoebe questions, her eyebrows raised."We are up in the air baby. I am no longer obliged to follow my parent's traditions." She says.I chuckle at that. The thing was Alexandra and Phoebe were both vegetarians since birth. Although Alexandra is quite a rule breaker when it comes to eating habits, Phoebe is a strict vegetarian."If they serve alcohol, I am taking it without hesitation," Alexandra says."Nope. You will do no such thing. You are a sad drunk, and this is a long journey. S
I woke up to the sound of Phoebe trying to wake us up. I sat up on the bed, my mind trying to process my surrounding. I was confused for a second before I remembered that we had reached Edinburgh. I rubbed my eyes and face planted myself on the bed again. My body felt sore, and all I wanted to do was to sleep the tiredness away."A few more minutes!" I whine. My face still squished against the hotel blankets. The temperature was still cold, although it was summer in Scotland."Get your ass out of bed Celeste," Phoebe says, throwing a pillow at me."Geez, I am up woman," I reply. I stay in bed a little while, staring into the wall ahead of me, contemplating whether it was even worth getting out of bed."Soon," Phoebe adds."Ughh," I whine, before finally getting out of bed. I take my toiletries and go towards the bathroom. I freshen up and try to tame my hair that looked like a nest on top of my head.I com