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Tyson sighed as he stared longingly towards his parents' camper-van, watching wind its way down the cedar-lined road that exited Fenderson University. His parents had, in the typical fashion, expressed their pride at him for making it this far in life, and explained to him that - as he was starting university, and would be living so far from home - he was an adult now, and that he had a great amount of responsibility coming up. They kissed their son goodbye, took one last look at the surrounds of his new home and, as his mother wept softly behind her sunglasses, drove off into the sunset.
"Well...this kinda sucks..." Tyson stood stone solid for a while, as the world shifted around him at what he was certain was warp speed. Unsure of what to do now that he was twelve hours from his home and friends, he eventually resigned himself to his fate of a string of lonely nights in his dorm room. He forced himself into movement once more, and life returned to a more acceptable pace.
Forlornly, Tyson trudged back to his on campus room, ignoring the more cheerful of his new university brethren who happened to bump into him. His march of mourning, however, was cut short by the feeling of someone belting into him at full force.
"Tai!" The voice sounded hoarse, and there was more than a slight sense of urgency about it. Tyson looked up to meet the gaze of his assailant - he at least wanted to be able to describe the guy who stole his wallet to the police. It was unfortunate, then, that the man who now had him by the shoulders was covered in a hoodie that hung down over his face.
"Who...how did you know my name?!" Tyson stammered as he tried to take in as much air as he could, preparing himself for conflict in the only way his brain could currently process - panic.
His attacker shook him lightly by the shoulders. "Get out of here. Go back home. Go to another uni. Go to England. Just get out of here..." he stressed in a hushed tone, as he turned back to check the direction he came from. As he turned back around his hood raised just enough for the glint off his eyes to become visible, and inside all that Tyson could see was fear. The two swallowed hard in unison.
"What..." Tyson started out, but it was too late. The man who had grabbed him launched himself off Tyson's shoulders and was running at full pace away. Tyson attempted to follow his movements, but he soon became lost in the sea of students milling around the paths of the university. "Okay...I am now officially wishing that today would end..." Tyson muttered to himself as he continued the walk back to his new room, and his familiar things. Perhaps some alone time with his computer would calm his shaken nerves.
Thankfully he did not have to wait very long before he made it back to the Levit Buildings - his current hall of residence - as the student crowd thinned out, trickling down to a stream of those residing in the lower grade of accommodation. He swiped his access card to get into the building, taking a brief inventory of what the common room had to offer: couches, tables, kitchen space, a TV...the basics, and little more. He made his way silently to his room, hoping that he wouldn't draw the attention of his dorm-mates.
"Finally," he thought as he swiped his access card across his door's lock, "it's time to spend some time alone for..."
"Hello Tyson!" his thought was interrupted by two voices coming from behind him.
He spun around and glared. "Why does everybody here know my name?!"
"Well...this kinda sucks..." Tyson stood stone solid for a while, as the world shifted around him at what he was certain was warp speed. Unsure of what to do now that he was twelve hours from his home and friends, he eventually resigned himself to his fate of a string of lonely nights in his dorm room. He forced himself into movement once more, and life returned to a more acceptable pace.
Forlornly, Tyson trudged back to his on campus room, ignoring the more cheerful of his new university brethren who happened to bump into him. His march of mourning, however, was cut short by the feeling of someone belting into him at full force.
"Tai!" The voice sounded hoarse, and there was more than a slight sense of urgency about it. Tyson looked up to meet the gaze of his assailant - he at least wanted to be able to describe the guy who stole his wallet to the police. It was unfortunate, then, that the man who now had him by the shoulders was covered in a hoodie that hung down over his face.
"Who...how did you know my name?!" Tyson stammered as he tried to take in as much air as he could, preparing himself for conflict in the only way his brain could currently process - panic.
His attacker shook him lightly by the shoulders. "Get out of here. Go back home. Go to another uni. Go to England. Just get out of here..." he stressed in a hushed tone, as he turned back to check the direction he came from. As he turned back around his hood raised just enough for the glint off his eyes to become visible, and inside all that Tyson could see was fear. The two swallowed hard in unison.
"What..." Tyson started out, but it was too late. The man who had grabbed him launched himself off Tyson's shoulders and was running at full pace away. Tyson attempted to follow his movements, but he soon became lost in the sea of students milling around the paths of the university. "Okay...I am now officially wishing that today would end..." Tyson muttered to himself as he continued the walk back to his new room, and his familiar things. Perhaps some alone time with his computer would calm his shaken nerves.
Thankfully he did not have to wait very long before he made it back to the Levit Buildings - his current hall of residence - as the student crowd thinned out, trickling down to a stream of those residing in the lower grade of accommodation. He swiped his access card to get into the building, taking a brief inventory of what the common room had to offer: couches, tables, kitchen space, a TV...the basics, and little more. He made his way silently to his room, hoping that he wouldn't draw the attention of his dorm-mates.
"Finally," he thought as he swiped his access card across his door's lock, "it's time to spend some time alone for..."
"Hello Tyson!" his thought was interrupted by two voices coming from behind him.
He spun around and glared. "Why does everybody here know my name?!"
Very cool! Are you going to keep going with this story????
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Hey - Thanks for commenting!
ReplyDeleteMy plan is to update the story every Friday, as a break from the usual kind of post that I write. I hope you continue to enjoy it!
This is awesome, Tiger. Can't wait to read the next post!
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