Post by Lenita Jahzara Zimmerman on Apr 26, 2012 14:44:18 GMT -7
Lenita was combing the corridors once she gotten out of her dormitory with a lot of books in hand. She really should upgrade her area of the dormitory, and make it to her liking. It was very much empty of her personality as of late since she had clean out her belongings. Most of the important stuff was now in her chest at the foot of the bed. She mentally went on to a list of improvements with her room which she shared with her sister and a fellow junior like her. She hadn’t have too much conversations with her for a while; having too much to do and other things which had been cruising her mind, still didn’t come to think of it, too. She wrinkled her nose.
Her sister, she was avoid as of late. She was tired of hearing her complains and schemes on her ex-boyfriend, and she didn't yet tell Tamara about Cornelius. She didn't want her sister coming to watch out for him too or bothering him about the usual big sister demands and warnings. She wondered how her brother, Benjamin, felt about all the boys in her life, or what would happen if he knew all of them from both of her incarnations. She had the feeling he mostly allow Tamara to deal with boy trouble at the moment. He was a senior and was under a lot of stress.
She arrived at the main entrance which was close to her morning lessons and went to her first classes. She sighed as she exited the last of her classes, but soon a strange craving to go to the cafeteria entered her mind. She couldn’t go looking for trouble yet since she knew instantly that she had time to chill, plus if she goes skipping her professor wouldn’t be pleased with her. She followed her gut and entered the campus cafeteria. Not that it wasn’t her first intention to go that way since for lunch today she had been thinking about going out to a nearby diner just a few blocks away.
She usually met with her friends there on a Wednesday, but she guessed her stomach or instincts told her otherwise. She went up to the lunch trays and picked one up. She went over to the selections of the day, and went with a tuna sub and went to get the vegetables she would put in them. It wasn’t a big array of stuff like at Subway where you could choose what to be inside your submarine sandwich, but it was close seeing how Riverdale High does it.
She used the tongs to gather peppers, pickles, and onions then went to get a chocolate pudding, a milkshake, and a cheese blintz for desert. Next she went to get bottled water and an orange juice to help her lunch go down. She arrived at the cashier and paid a total of about ten dollars and fifty cents, and moved away to find a table. She sighed her grief and almost just dropped her tray onto the table.
She had more arguments with the teacher today about how life was really like during the colonies or at less in Purists land after history class. She wasn’t usually that big a trouble, but sometimes she needed to stand corrected. She was glad she did her outrage with her teacher after most of the class left or she might just be spotted by somebody who wants to know what she was talking about. She stormed off to her next class and now here she was at a table in the cafeteria. Alone, by herself; like how she felt like after Oliver broke up with her, but at least she was better and moving on smoothly.
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