26| Accompaniment

*Orianna's POV*

Never in my life have I thought of how beautiful and large a college could be in real life.

TV, magazines, brouchers, all these are where I only get a picture of varieties of colleges in the states.

It's so beautiful to find myself standing right outside the gate of a real college premises.

I didn't get to meet Princeton this morning. I think he must have forgotten that a girl like me even existed.

Alien.

Britney is the only one I could count on this morning. Thanks to her 28 minutes ride to my college.

She offered me a ride in her jet-black Kia Sorento.

I do be lying if I say I didn't enjoyed the reliable comfort and Air condition that blew me to my skull and marrow.

With the little moment I've spent with Britney, I find her interesting and simple. Unlike the victim girl....uh, what's her name again?

I remember this morning, Britney addressed her as big sis Whitney.

Whooooosaaah!

Seems like Britney is the youngest of them all. The both girls look alike with pretty faces.

A little bit identical. Not really.

Whitney got the harsh attitude but Britney don't.

Like I said one time, I don't think the two get along. With what my eyes saw yesterday in the fields...

Pfft!

They're not qualified to be called blood sisters, infact.

Sorry.

I held onto my backpack tightly, like it was gonna trip off me whilst I took the breath and walked into the college's premises.

I've never been to college before. Today's my first day. How do I know the in and out or whereabouts?

Princeton was supposed to show me way to go about this. I have zero clue and I don't want to stress my brain in what to do next.

He probably forgot about me.

After yesterday and now this morning, he didn't bother to check up on me.

I thought his mom left me under his care? I should be his first priority for the now.

I never expected his sister to come into my room, wake me up, ordered my breakfast and also offered me a safe ride.

She said she has a literature class to attend this morning.

She must be a very good future writer.

I shook my head down and sighed, bitterly.

Unfortunately, she couldn't risk more time to walk me into the compound.

I'm lost. I don't even know where to start. Where my classroom is located or where I'm gonna go for the assembly ground...sorry, I'm used to this.

I believe even colleges too should have an assembly ground where they do take out the morning announcement and all of that.

I don't know why I'm getting this feeling of discomfort but... I'm not liking it with the quintuplets excluding Britney. She's nice. I can count on her.

For future references.

The guy we both flew together in a private jet, rode together to the house we all do live in currently, couldn't come to check up on me.

The feeling is still eating me up till now.

At least if you hate someone, still try your possible best to give a pitch of your good side.

Sympathy.

If I ate before sleeping or if I'm still with them in the apartment, he never knows.

Well...I think I'm born to be a pain in the ass. I've been a pain in his ass since the day I splashed juice on his expensive white t-shirt. And with Aunt Nelly right there, things became even peppery.

I should be thankful that she wasn't sent to come with us.

She'd had made me smell my ass. I swear.

Wait, where am I? I've been walking in a no destination since?

Right now, I think I'm lost. I can't even find the way I came in. The whole place is covered with students moving and pacing all over the places.

The worst part of it.... it's Monday!

Mondays are never my favorite days in school. I've always hated Mondays for no good reasons. It's always like a bad luck to me.

And grandma told me I was born on a Monday.

How can? At least couldn't the lord had considered me before throwing me down to earth like Lucifer?

**

It's weird for me.

I detest asking people questions or borrowing things from other people.

Two things.

My way of life, I don't know how to approach someone for something.

I'm so useless.

Anyone I meet for instance, I guess they'll only give me a respond by turning me down.

Back at the quintuplets place, I offloaded all my stuffs outta my only luggage which is my one big backpack.

I can see it's a Catholic school. Everyone are minding their business except for some people who are walking in groups while sharing conversations together.

None of them are wearing a backpack like me. I'm a full renowned JJA.

Janelle Just Arrived.

With the way I'm behaving, someone can easily tell that I'm a new comer.

Freshman.

It's not awkward to me. I remember the very first time I stepped into highschool and boardinghouse. I know how many mockers and bullies I got.

Trust me, they were more than IG fans.

I stopped on my tracks. I just remembered something. Aunt jin-joo had given my credentials and files to follow-up to my new class.

I pulled off my backpack and placed it on my knee whilst I stand firmly but still waving a bit on the other.

I began searching my backpack for my credentials when.....

"Hello, you must be Orianna Todd, right?" A sweet feminine's voice asked me.

I lifted my eyes. A young woman in the should-be age of Aunt jin-joo stood right in front of me.

She's a blonde hair lady.

My eyes travelled down her outlook to get a full view of what she look like.

An alien like me? Or a total human?

The blonde lady is on a matchup charcoal black suit jacket and bell trouser.

I bet her skyblue inner sleeve is well ironed by a very good drycleaner.

She has no tie on her sleeve's collar. Her black shining stilettoes is enough to build up her height a bit.

There's a blue pen pegged at her breast pocket and double files resting on her right arm.

Her blonde hair is neatly tied into a ponytail by a beautiful pink scrunchie. Her red lipstick is making me think the entire lipstick in her makeup box must be finished by now.

god-damn, this is too much for just an upper and lower lip.

She smiled at me when my eyes, revealing her perfect white set of thirty-two teeth, just finally after I remembered my eyes were supposed to stare at her face and not attire.

I didn't know if to smile back or not. I'm not in the mood of cheering up.

She's still anonymous to me, yet, she knows my name and called me out in full.

Yes, I am Orianna and you are? I knit my brows slightly. I hope she'd understand me.

I don't want to fool myself in front of her by taking out my almost finished jotter and pen for stories.

She placed her palm on her chest and introduced with a smile, "I am professor Emilia Olaf."

I guess she understood after all.

Did Princeton sent her to me because he couldn't make it for my morning rush?

I blinked twice. Sorry, pardon, f*ck your identity.

"I am your HOD and class teacher." She told, flatly.

Oh, she isn't an agent sent by Princeton. I get it.

"I am told you're studying medical nursing." She shrugged. "Good thing I'm still the head of that. We'll make a great teacher and student thing together."

Teacher and stu-

"Mrs Sebastian has given me every detail about you. You don't have to be shy to ask me anything." She winked and then whispered. "I don't bite."

My eyes bugged. My iris shakes.

Aunt....Aunt jin-joo told a stranger about me? Does this means that this lady also knows am mute?

My credentials and files fell flat from my hands. I'm so weak that I couldn't even hold on to a common bunk of papers.

I bend down to pick them up, quickly.

I never expected my new class teacher, Mrs Olaf to join me pick them up but she did.

"Let me help you with these." She assisted me, nicely.

I only told a thank you with a nod of my head and a light smile.

I'm studying nursing because I want to help grandma get away with her old age steady pills.

Not just that.

All my life, all my dreams about my future, I want to help the people of this world.

I want to be the physician I have always seen myself for.

I'm super glad I was given the opportunity to. And I won't let it slip of my hands.

I'll keep on saying this, all thanks to Aunt jin-joo who made this begins well and I hope I make it to the end, so I can put a proud smile on her face and on grandma's.

Forget about mine. What matters is to see my helpers happy at last and not disappointed and failed.

We stood up. Mrs Olaf handed few of my papers in her hands to me.

I took it and didn't bother to say thank you.

I wonder how Aunt jin-joo gets to contact high-class people in seconds.

I never knew this woman before but she knows all about me.

Courtesy, Aunt jin-joo.

"I'll show you the way to your department. My department." She said.

I shook my head and followed her side by side, quietly.

My eyes kept staring at the countless number of students tripping in and out. Walking to and fro, whilst I followed Mrs Emilia Olaf beside her.

Finally, I'm not lost. Infact, I gat an accompaniment. Thanks, Mrs Olaf.