Timeless

Chapter 1

"Evie?... Eve... EVELYN?!" The noise pulled me back from a daydream where I gazed out the window, barely holding the curtain open far enough to see. Before me stood Alex. Alex is my best friend and my roots that keep me firmly planted on the ground.

"You missed class again, people are talking and Kyle is asking questions", she said as she moved empty food packaging, in the tips of her fingers, from the coffee table to the bin with a look of absolute disgust and disdain. Ever the drama queen. Kyle is our professor of psychology. He's a short man with a care worn face and large glasses with thick lenses. His hair is balding on top and you can almost always guarantee he's wearing some form of beige checkered shirt, brown sleeveless jumper, camel chino style trousers and brown Oxford shoes. Occasionally he'll branch out and wear brogues. I like Kyle. He cares about his job and his students. About 2 years ago Kyle's family died in a wreck where a drunk driver on a joyride collided with them on the driver side, instantly killing his wife and 2 adopted daughters. They couldn't have their own children but they loved those girls so much. He, understandably, has never been the same since. He really does care and when he had asked Alex his questions, he did so out of concern and love.

I looked at Alex intently, studying her face. Her eyes glistened in the light that shone through the small gap of the curtain, maybe blue or green or grey, but a pool of clear water inviting me in. Her little turned up nose red around the edges where she'd been suffering allergy season. She was slim in the body but chubby in the cheeks and her beautiful, dark, natural ringlets that were parted in the middle perfectly framed her face and complimented her olive skin. She is definitely the pretty friend. The dust gathered in the stream of light, gently falling and looking for a place to settle. She stared at me.

"You can't sit in here forever, you know?", she said. I know. Of course I know. It's been 2 weeks and at this point I think I stay in my apartment for comfort over heartbreak. I know sitting in my comfiest, baggiest jogging bottoms and a school t-shirt 3 sizes too big for me, wrapped in a giant blanket all day was not helping me heal, but as they say in psychology... heartbreak is much like withdrawal from a drug and I was afraid to let myself out and get hooked again, or worse yet see him everyday with her and not being able to do a thing about it.

'He' is Adrian and 'she' is Arya. Jeez, even their names sound cute together. 2 weeks ago I found out Adrian had been cheating on me with Arya for almost a year. We had been together just over 2 years and she knew about it but she knew what she wanted and she took it. I wasn't sad, despite how I looked and how Alex thought. I just was lost. I didn't know how I felt, what I wanted or what to do with my life. I was debating quitting altogether, not that I had told Alex, she would go completely out of her mind. I just had gotten so comfortable being in the cute relationship, being in college, being the party girl and the girl's girl that I didn't know how to do anything else, but when the foundation cracked under me, it shook my core. I was lost, wandering in my own mind for days through nothingness trying to find something to hold on to. I know what you're probably thinking and no, I wasn't depressed or suicidal or anything like that I just wanted something new and exciting. Alex stared at me, still waiting for an answer. I sighed.

"I know, Alex. I'll come back Monday how about that?", I ask, hoping for some semblance of empathy in her expression... nothing.

"Evie, it's Tuesday now, that's a whole week until you come back and we only have 3 weeks until summer break!", she exclaimed, I could hear in her voice that she was starting to get annoyed at my lack of motivation and direction. I sighed audibly at my distaste when I realised she wasn't leaving my dorm without me.

"Fine! I'll get a shower!".

I let the water pour over me for a long time lapping up the heat and the comfort it brought me, like a warm hug. The loofah stung me as I scrubbed away at my skin, trying my best to remove any trace of Adrian from my body but knowing it was no use. The truth is we hadn't been happy in a while. We hardly had s*x, we never went on dates and if either of us slept over, we would go straight to bed and sleep. No wonder he went to Arya, honestly. I'm glad it was over, I just didn't know what to do with myself now, my routine was gone. Not to mention I was probably so frustrated, I couldn't remember the last o****m I'd experienced. I pulled the shower curtain aside and stepped out of the tub onto the mat beneath my feet, burying my toes in it's softness. My robe hung on the back of the door, my old faithful. She never failed to hold me and make me comfortable. I slipped into it and brushed my teeth, the toothbrush hurt my gums as I scrubbed, but it felt good to be truly clean.

I walked out of the bathroom drying my hair with a towel, my blonde waves dripping onto the carpet below me. To my surprise Alex had cleaned my apartment and picked me some clothes out. How long was I in the shower for? I took the clothes and climbed into them. The jeans felt slacker than usual and the top fit me just a little nicer and as we walked out the door I slipped on my flip-flops, put my purse over my body and grabbed a jacket just in case, but when Alex opened the door in front of me I already felt the heat of the hot Summer day that was filling the building and the light, airy breeze dissecting it. It instantly lifted my spirits and I ditched the jacket in the room as I stepped into the hallway and the door closed behind us.