Momento

A voice startled me. Someone slams the door. I'm still lying in my room, lazy to get up and seem to choose to go back to sleep if it weren't for the arrival of someone who made me have to get out of bed.

"You ... how long are you going to sleep?" A familiar voice made me turn around and get up. "Come on, wake up! How many days have you been absent from class? A hundred years!"

"Oh, it's you."

"Hey, rude! You're not happy to see this friend of yours?" She was still standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.

Reluctantly, I put my face back on the pillow. I want to go back to sleep. I'm not interested in going to college today.

Before long, she lay down beside me so tightly that the bed swayed like an earthquake had shaken.

"Jenna ...." She called to which I only answered with a grunt. "Don't you miss college?"

I shook my head.

"Didn't miss me?" I looked up at her question and stared at her intently.