Another Boring Lecture // {Rachel}

[Felicity Merrimen]

Felicity stumbled into the room she shared with Rachel. It was the middle of the afternoon but she was already tired. That morning all the archeaology majors had to attend a lecture about Latin verbs and how to conjugate them. She had learned the language since primary school. Why would she still have to sit through the most boring topic? Not to mention the professor who gave the lecture had a thick accent from Germany. Talk about hard to understand. Felicity will admit her eyes started to drop as the professor talked. The professor was visiting from some University in Munich, German. That was a cool aspect of this University. Not only are the students from all over the world, the professors are too. They even get visiting professors from the best universities around the world.

Felicity tossed her backpack onto the bed she maintained. She checked around the room. At the moment it was empty, did Rachel also have a class that morning. Felicity couldn't remember. She hoped though she had not awoken her room mate as she got ready that morning. Truthfully, Felicity wished she didn't even go to that darn lecture. It was a waste of one of the mornings she could sleep in. She didn't have many mornings to do that. Usually she had to go on some trip with the archaeology program to a dig.

Felicity had spent all of last summer along the Mediterranean at sites that went along with the ancient roman and Greek civilizations. It was a great trip, she was sure her room mate enjoyed the dorm to herself too. Felicitys side of the room had pictures littering the wall of all the places she had gone to. It pictured maybe seven countries. Still, she wanted to go on more. She stood and admired the pictures for a few moments. Her favorite was the one of her doing the touristy thing and trying to hold up the leaning tower of Pisa. It was hilarious to look at and it was also a symbol of a treasured memory.
She slunk into her desk chair. It was black leather and it spun. That was the best feature of it. Felicity grabbed the book on her desk. ”The Odyessey”, she had been trying to read it more and understand the Greek writing style. More of what a literature major, or whatever you call them, would do. Felicity was doing it for fun. She flipped open the book to the dog-eared page and started spinning in her chair while reading.

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[rachel scott]

Come on Rachel, get it together. You've had since last week to get this stupid thing done. The young woman groaned as she walked down the hall towards her room. Writing was her passion, her first love, and her first priority. Normally Rachel jumped at the chance to improve her writing, write anything really. Short story, one act play, it didn't matter she loved exploring the different genres. Except this assignment was kicking her down. Two weeks to write a ten-page short story about anything you wanted. Every writers dream, right?!


Instead, Rachel was finding that she had too many ideas, unable to properly plan out anything in full. It was killing her. She didn't have class until later this afternoon so she'd taken the morning to talk with her main writing professor and wander around campus to try and come up with a solid story...and she was still getting no where. Opening up the door to the dorm she shared with Felicity she spotted the blonde-haired girl already back and reading something, a closer inspecton found that it was 'The Odyessey'. Not a bad book, but the wording was hard to get through, just like 'The Illiad' had been when she had to read it last year.

"How'd the lecture go?" Rachel asked, running a hand through her hair before taking out her pen and paper and laying down on the bed, stomach down. She'd come up with a few ideas...it was just a matter of making it all fit together! She was probably over complicating everything, as usual. Archeology was interesting, she glanced to Felicity again and then back to the paper. Maybe she could write an 'Indiana Jones' themed story and ask Felicity for some pointers. Her professor told her this morning that she would give Rachel an extra week if the young woman really thought she wouldn't make the deadline.

In here years at IU, Rachel had yet to need a deadline extended for a writing class. She wasn't about to start now! She scribbled down a few things and then set the pen down again. What if this was going to be her downfall? This one, 10-page assignment. If she couldn't do this, how could she write a full length novel for crying out loud? "I heard it was that German professor was giving it today." Rachel crossed her arms over the notebook and rested her head down, eyes on Felicity again. Tonight, she'd open her laptop and try writing again...

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