Never Ending Issue

Ch.1-Wrong Door

College seems to be the highlight of many individuals' lives. I envy those people because my college experience has been nothing but all-nighters and ramen noodles. Not even the fancy ramen noodles either, I am talking about the everyday convenience store packages. If my sleep schedule doesn't kill me, my sodium intake sure will. It is safe to assume I have been struggling...however that doesn't mean I haven't had a little fun along the way. My friends make sure I get out of my bed at least twice a day in order to be able to function like a normal human being. If I had it my way I would sleep forever.

However, the day waits for no woman. That's what I tell myself anyway as I groggily get out of my llama comforter, already succumbing to the cold air of my room. Do I dare look at the clock? I slowly turn my head and make out a blurred 4. Grumbling, I shuffle over to the small sink area in the kitchen area of my dorm room. My friend Celeste had cleverly suggested I hang a mirror above it so I can fix myself up when I want to go out.

Apparently looking like a hobo in public isn't acceptable in today's society. What a shame that was. I flip the light switch and hiss as my eyes burn from the intense light invading my corneas. I'm pretty sure anyone that saw that would compare me to Smeagol when in the cave. I slowly peek into the mirror and am horrified by what I see. Let's see what my sleep has prepared for me. I see it first created the rat's nest on my head, paired it with the dried drool on my cheek, and finally topped it off with puffy eyes. A pure masterpiece if I do say so myself.

"I am going to be alone forever." I sighed in defeat as I laid my head down in shame.

Hearing the ding of an incoming text message, I reach for my phone and check it. I groan as I'm reminded why I'm even up at this time, to begin with. On the rectangular surface, I read a message from my other friend Addy.

"Hey, we still working out in the girl's gym room?"- Addy

Oh, how I could just not respond and go back to sleep. I longingly look at my bed, almost hearing it beacon me closer. I snap out of my trance as another ding rings out.

"I swear Macy, you better be down here in five minutes. I know you're up."-Addy

I shiver as if I could feel her stare on me from wherever she was. Paranoid, I scan my room and make sure to move into a corner to be safe from surprise attacks. My fingers fly over the keyboard.

"Are you spying on me, you weirdo? 0.0"- Macy

"No idiot, you have your read receipts on -_-. Now you have four minutes."-Addy

"I'll have to remember to turn those off," I mutter as I rush to get dressed. I eventually make it down to the gym and see a girl with her purple-dyed hair in a ponytail. I can only assume it is Addy, who else would be up at this godforsaken hour? She was stretching already, so I decided to try a sneak attack. Barely opening the door, Addy tells me to grab a mat. My warrior spirit immediately deflates as I slink over to the mat hanger. I die inside at the mere thought of the torture that I would be subjugated to at the hands of my own friend. However, if I have learned anything in our time of being friends, is that in the gym there is no such thing as friendship.

"Okay, that concludes our workout," Addy says as she watches me gape on the floor like a fish out of water. Sweat streamed down my face as I tried to regain my breath.

"The FBI should recruit you to torture people for information you know. I bet you would be a champ at it seeing how you almost killed me!"

"Macy....we barely worked out for twenty minutes. I even used the beginner workout for you woman." She was looking down with pure pity towards the creature in front of her. I could see that she wanted to laugh at my state of agony, but she instead, offered me a hand.