17 Chapter 17: Apply Now

I made my way up to my room with a smile on my face. I can't believe Micah threw away all the cigarettes. He even broke them to make sure I didn't try to smoke them. It's the first time someone wanted to stop me from harming myself. His small act touched my heart, but I will never admit it to him.

I sit myself at my desk and cranked open my laptop. I immediately searched up the technical college in my web browser. A few seconds later, I clicked on the school website: Welcome to Sutton Technical College! The home page was painted with red and gold colors. I scrolled through the homepage for a moment before I clicked on the admissions tab. I hesitantly hovered over the "apply now" button; I worked so hard to get into Mu University my efforts to getting accepted would go to waste. No, I'm only deferring my acceptance so there shouldn't be too much to worry about. Besides, Zee isn't attending college with me so it doesn't matter where I go for school. She has no intention on engaging in the typical college life like most of us. I waved the doubt away and clicked on the button. I read the directions to applying and followed them.

A couple hours passed and I have just submitted my application. I read online that many of the students said the admissions office usually accept anyone who applies. This means that I don't have to worry about whether I would get accepted. I'm only attending to get general credits before I head off to Mu University anyways. With my honor student status in high school, I already have a semester's worth of college credits, the longest I would stay here is for a year and a half.

I rub my stiff neck and sat back on my chair. That is one stress out of the way; I feel a lot lighter than before. Maybe Micah's advice has some value to it. Confronting the source to my anxiety and stress…hmm. Would I feel lighter if I went and talked to Aunt Mae? Would I feel lighter if I learned more about my birth parents and what happened to them? More about…the mission? Or would it stress me out even more? I mean, learning about my birth parents drove me to getting drunk, harassed by a stranger, and smoking. I took a big deep breath in, filling my lungs entirely. I exhaled with puffed cheeks moments later. I decided to push the thought to the back of my mind and sleep on it before I make any rash decisions. Is this nonsense or my fate?