The First Day

After the opening ceremony, I rushed to the board of announcements to check my schedules for each of my subjects for my course. As I pass names after names looking for my schedule, I happen to find a familiar name. 'Rose Sanchez' Unknowingly and unconsciously , I check the person's schedule and I was pretty shocked. She got all night-to-midnight classes for the entire semester. I felt bad. As I was browsing through the names I finally found my name. Strangely to say, my name was actually right next to that person's name all along and I did not even notice.

As I check my schedule my head went completely blank. As much as I was pitying 'Ms.' Rose Sanchez, I got the same schedule for the entire semester too. I take a deep sigh, seeming so disappointed and worried about my schedule. As I closed my eyes in grief and nervousness, I hear footsteps coming from behind me and so I hurriedly stood up to get out of the way. As I looked back I was shocked once again. Yup, you guessed it.

It's Ms. Psychopath herself.

She came from the direction of the restroom and I noticed that her eyes were a bit swollen but I didn't think much about it. She grabbed her schedule and to my shock, she suddenly smiled and looked at me. I remember her name now. Rose Sanchez, better known to me as Miss Psychopath. I tried talking to her but just before I said anything, my face was suddenly facing the floor and I was unable to breathe properly, seems like I was feeling lightheaded too. I was in a headlock once again.

She suddenly was so hyper. Amidst all the chaos she suddenly mumbled in a very soft and quiet voice almost inaudible, "I've missed you so much Jake!" I was shocked so I asked her "Uhm, excuse me. I'm sorry but, do we know each other?" Her face suddenly changed. The hype going on with her vibe was suddenly brought all the way to the bottom. She suddenly looked in grief and sadness. I was going to ask her what was going on but she hurriedly left, again.

Confused, I went after her but she rode a bus and left. I started thinking if I did or said anything wrong but there wasn't anything, at least from my point of view. Even on my way home, I continuously thought of the reason she was acting like that but I still could not find a reasonable reason for her to act like that. For all I know, that was the first time we have ever talked with each other. I find all these things so odd that I just want to go home and rest. Or so I thought.

Even while at home I continued thinking of her. Not in a romantic way of course because sure she is a beauty, but she is way too strange for me to handle. My mom asked me about school, how was college and all that stuff but I excluded the moments with Rose. I still feel strange thinking about her because she looked so familiar with me but she was a complete stranger to me. I guess I'll try to sort things out the next time we meet. When that happens, I'll make sure to talk to her properly and have a proper conversation. For now, I'll just have a good night sleep.