From Me to You

"I always believe that the sky is the beginning of the limit"

–MC Hammer

Elisa POV

The sun gleamed for a new day as it hurriedly chased away the lone dawn with a waft of lethargic lingering around; I made my way to the bathroom. Everything happened in the brisk of time. I couldn't imagine waking up in a different house with different people. The nervousness brewing within me and the uncertainty taunting me, I knew it would be a hell of a day.

Everything felt a mere mirage, I was deeply cuddled in my make shift cocoon refusing anyone to enter. I was scared to embrace the precariousness but I knew I had to brace myself. I knew I had to tear those uncertainties and come out of the cocoon as a beguiling butterfly. I knew I had to extend my hand and pull myself from this variability and welcome this new experience. "I can do it!" I said approaching the marble made basin.

The mirror stood straight and almighty reflecting my ghostly appearance, taking my favorite purple tooth brush and adding a bean sized tooth paste, I vigorously brushed my teeth to perfection. I moved my hand in a circular movement as instructed by the dentist and rubbed each and every corner of my mouth. With a satisfying gargle, I spat the unwanted water in the basin and approached the glister Listerine. I grinned widely examining whether my art of brushing was impeccable or not, after agreeing with my work I held my hair into a high pony tail and washed my face with immense care.

My room was small but it has its own comfy and beauty, with a small bed placed centrally and a small book shelf adjacent to it, it perfectly matched the stereotypical room of a college student. My bed was covered with my favorite minion cover and it had its own pillow cover that had a grinning Kevin on it.

I couldn't stop awing at Kevin and only heaven knows how much I was into him. My closet was neat and organized with the upper deck filled with unwanted card boxes and the respective deck with pants, shirts and etc. I grabbed my favorite white T shirt that had "Love yourself" print and a skinny jean that accentuated my chubby thigh and butt.

Concurring my fashion sense I headed off to the kitchen and for a reminder I was sharing a room with a girl who was from Russia but she was never home so most of the time the house was just left for me. The kitchen was spacious and well equipped with utensils placed in their respective place. The fridge was the apple of this kitchen because it was always filled to brim by the house keeper.

The housekeeper lady was kind and she had that motherly aura surrounded her which made me comfortable and happy. She seemed to be in her late fifties with white hair securely bounded to a bun and a large sweater and skirt adorning her body. She was pretty for her age and I really loved being with her. "The breakfast is ready and hope you enjoy it, " she said.

"Thank you for the hospitality and may I know your name?" I asked her with a smile. "Sorry for being forgetful and yes my name is Susan Smith and you can call me Susan, " she replied me in her loving voice. "I will enjoy the breakfast Susan and I am Elisa Dawson but you can call me Elle "I said. She gave me a warm smile and left.

The peanut butter sand which was ready with a cup of orange juice placed adjacently to it. I took a huge bite and moaned with satisfaction, there was still ten minutes more for the bus to arrive so I decided to think about the things which happened months back.

It was in the mid of December, students were busily flipping through their book and rubbing their hand to retain heat. Everyone was engrossed in their own world of books. It was the last day for our annual examination. It was very cold yet it couldn't envelope the heat of stress brewing inside us. Exam is one thing I love and hate the most. It could help create a person yet can destroy them completely. It made me strong and geared up person but it has always terrified me to death.

Everything went smoothly with no pressure and stress to taunt me further, I was a free flying bird gracefully flipping its new wings towards the sun but unaware of the scorching sun. Until it was end of January, everything became dense. Students rushing in out of internet café and calling their dear ones to inform about their result was one scenario marking that day. I was too scared to see my result.

The air laden with tensity and the smell of saltiness of tears wafting around, it was indeed difficult to focus. I was scared but I had to calm myself with the mantra of "It will be okay!" Slowly the desktop lit with the home page of the web site. My heart throbbed incessantly as it worked harder to pump more blood to maintain my low blood pressure, I could feel my skin drenching in cold sweat.

After wiping away the cold sweat on my grey V neck sweater I carefully typed my roll no. The time crawled slower than the snail and I really wanted to push it further to fasten its speed. Inhale and exhale, I breathe slowly and carefully. After what felt like an eon, the screen brightened with my result presenting the fruit of the seed I had shown a week before. It was intriguing and skittish at the same time but there was also the joy of spring sprouting within me.

Everything was beautiful. Everything will be okay in the end, if it was not okay; it was never the end for me. "Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed as I jumped of the chair and dance round the internet café, everyone was staring at me as if I was a crazy woman but I couldn't care less at that moment.

My result was marked with straight A and it had first distinction written clearly on the position column. The blight within me was too intense that I knew I had to share it to someone. I took out my Samsung phone and called the first person whom I truly loved, "My dad."

"Hello! How was the result?" he said with a concern tone, I faked being sad and lied him about my result. "It's okay darling, I know you did your best and I am proud of it, " he said with care and love evident in his voice. My heart swelled with happiness and gratefulness with his word, he has always supported me in any Endeavour I have under taken and I truly loved them.

Actually they were my pillar and I depended on their strength and love to stand straight in this crude world. "Dad, I was just joking and to your relief I passed the exam, " I said with the voice glazed with excitement. "I knew you were the best and I will inform mom and I know she will be thrilled and exuberant, " he replied. The day passed by with tons of preparation for my new college and it was filled with shopping for my new venture.

Being the only child and never having the experience of being far away from home, it scared me. Without a single experience of doing things by own, I couldn't imagine the next year without my parents.

What scared me the most was the thought of being lost and alone with the new inception. And I knew everything wouldn't be a piece of cake and that I should be prepared for the upcoming battle. A loud horn of the bus brought me back to reality. What happened next was indeed the beginning of everything to me.