grey Tom's with no socks.
Katie pulled her messenger bag over her shoulder and did one last spin in the mirror to make sure she was satisfied (she was) and headed out.
K atie glanced at her G-Shock as she left Everwood. It was 10:20AM. The bookstore didn’t open till 10:30AM and Katie’s stomach had started to grumble in the shower.
She stopped off at the coffee shop first and it was a girl working this time, not “baby-faced.” Katie ordered a latte and a blueberry scone, her favorite.
Unfortunately all baristas are not created equal and the latte wasn’t anything particularly special, certainly nowhere near as good as the Americano from the day before. Katie wondered why that was, and made a mental note to learn more about coffee someday, if she ever had the time and still cared. The scone was great though, freshly made and still nice and flaky. Katie ate it before checking the time again. 10:32AM.
She sauntered down to the shop. As Katie walked, she started to see more students begin to emerge from their perspective dorms and wandering about, though they all had a look of sleepy haze that Katie had shed hours before. Katie preferred keeping a nocturnal routine but unfortunately for her that was not an option starting the following Monday with her schedule. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday Katie had a 9AM class that she silently cursed (and when Katie had first realized she had to take it, the curse had not been so silent).
G Building was located at the northeast end of the campus and was five stories high. It was massive, about the size of a standard city block, and it was also ugly like gutter water. It was all brown and lifeless cement, with not nearly enough windows for Katie’s taste. Even though she arrived about five minutes after it had opened, the bookstore was already crowded by the time Katie entered.
She found her books quickly and the other additional supplies she needed, a few pens and some extra notebooks and a stack of index cards. Katie also browsed the computer section of the store and glanced at all the laptops and technical additions, before selecting two things she needed. She didn't have a sleeve for her laptop and grabbed a charming one that was black but had a nice design of a Japanese maple on it, and a 16G thumb drive. Katie already had two thumb drives, but she was huge on backing up her information. It never hurt to have a spare with extra data on it. Once she purchased all her items, Katie made one last run through the store to see if there was anything she had forgotten, but came up empty handed. When Katie had paid for everything, she had used her student ID credit card and the total was $153.00 which boggled her mind. Apparently even average higher education prices were downright highway robbery.
B ack at the dorm room , Tiffany still wasn't there and Katie finished unpacking as well as putting away her new purchases. She looked out the window and considered what to do next. The idea of wandering outside and just running into people kept popping into her mind. The only problem with the idea was it didn’t actually appeal to Katie very much. Sure she was all about trying out new things, but there was no way that she was going to meet new people doing that. Something else was calling to her, something that was far more appealing, though it was nothing new. It didn't stop her though and she quickly dove into reading the two new textbooks she had just picked up. None of her classes looked particularly hard to her this first quarter, but Katie liked walking in the first day being more than fully prepared.
Her parents had taught her many valuable things over the years, but the most important thing was something Arthur had drilled into her over and over again. (The first time she remembered hearing the speech was when she was six, but he probably said it earlier than that.)
"Remember, Katie, it's the people that plan carefully who get it done. Yes, some people, well really everyone,
Katie pulled her messenger bag over her shoulder and did one last spin in the mirror to make sure she was satisfied (she was) and headed out.
K atie glanced at her G-Shock as she left Everwood. It was 10:20AM. The bookstore didn’t open till 10:30AM and Katie’s stomach had started to grumble in the shower.
She stopped off at the coffee shop first and it was a girl working this time, not “baby-faced.” Katie ordered a latte and a blueberry scone, her favorite.
Unfortunately all baristas are not created equal and the latte wasn’t anything particularly special, certainly nowhere near as good as the Americano from the day before. Katie wondered why that was, and made a mental note to learn more about coffee someday, if she ever had the time and still cared. The scone was great though, freshly made and still nice and flaky. Katie ate it before checking the time again. 10:32AM.
She sauntered down to the shop. As Katie walked, she started to see more students begin to emerge from their perspective dorms and wandering about, though they all had a look of sleepy haze that Katie had shed hours before. Katie preferred keeping a nocturnal routine but unfortunately for her that was not an option starting the following Monday with her schedule. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday Katie had a 9AM class that she silently cursed (and when Katie had first realized she had to take it, the curse had not been so silent).
G Building was located at the northeast end of the campus and was five stories high. It was massive, about the size of a standard city block, and it was also ugly like gutter water. It was all brown and lifeless cement, with not nearly enough windows for Katie’s taste. Even though she arrived about five minutes after it had opened, the bookstore was already crowded by the time Katie entered.
She found her books quickly and the other additional supplies she needed, a few pens and some extra notebooks and a stack of index cards. Katie also browsed the computer section of the store and glanced at all the laptops and technical additions, before selecting two things she needed. She didn't have a sleeve for her laptop and grabbed a charming one that was black but had a nice design of a Japanese maple on it, and a 16G thumb drive. Katie already had two thumb drives, but she was huge on backing up her information. It never hurt to have a spare with extra data on it. Once she purchased all her items, Katie made one last run through the store to see if there was anything she had forgotten, but came up empty handed. When Katie had paid for everything, she had used her student ID credit card and the total was $153.00 which boggled her mind. Apparently even average higher education prices were downright highway robbery.
B ack at the dorm room , Tiffany still wasn't there and Katie finished unpacking as well as putting away her new purchases. She looked out the window and considered what to do next. The idea of wandering outside and just running into people kept popping into her mind. The only problem with the idea was it didn’t actually appeal to Katie very much. Sure she was all about trying out new things, but there was no way that she was going to meet new people doing that. Something else was calling to her, something that was far more appealing, though it was nothing new. It didn't stop her though and she quickly dove into reading the two new textbooks she had just picked up. None of her classes looked particularly hard to her this first quarter, but Katie liked walking in the first day being more than fully prepared.
Her parents had taught her many valuable things over the years, but the most important thing was something Arthur had drilled into her over and over again. (The first time she remembered hearing the speech was when she was six, but he probably said it earlier than that.)
"Remember, Katie, it's the people that plan carefully who get it done. Yes, some people, well really everyone,
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