2 A very bad dream. (1/2)

The first thing Sam noticed when she woke up was the sky. It was ominously dark, with heavy clouds and the smell of rain still clinging to the cold air. The second, and probably more important, was that she was already late!

She had been postponing going to University for the last three years, trying to decide what she really wanted to do with her life.

Her parents, even though she had loved them deeply, never hid their desire for their daughter to be successful and follow on their footsteps. But the truth was, Law school had never been her thing.

When they were alive, she simply changed subjects or didn't compromise when they tried to talk about her future, a technique mastered and improved along the years. But when they were gone, she simply didn't have the hart to do anything.

Sam still remembered those dark days... The endless pain, the self recrimination, the tears, the feeling of being powerless to do anything. When the time to du her Entrance Exam passed, she actually felt relieved for the excuse not to dwell on that any longer.

It took her three years of bad choices to get back on her feet, decide to start her own business and subscribe to a Business Management course at University. She had had it all: the idea, the funds (painstakingly saved from her inheritance) and, soon enough, the degree to wrap everything up.

And then she decided that David, The Bastard, was a good choice.

”Not dwelling on this right now!” she reminded herself, putting on her everyday clothes and jumping into a par of all-stars. One last look at the time on her phone was enough to decide there was no time for breakfast either.

Running trough the kitchen as if the devil was on her heels, she stopped long enough just to gobble a yogurt and pick a granola bar. ”This will have to do!”.

Samanta decided to do a mental checklist on the most important topics she had studied while driving, which would guarantee that her mind wouldn't wander to unwanted places. So, as usual, she put Queen to play on the radio just loud enough to be a background sound, connected her phone to the car system and started hading to the city center, where the exam would be held.

The rain started on the ending of the second music.

”Perfect! Just. Perfect!” Samanta complained, looking angrily at the sty though the windshield. On the ONE day she forgot to pick up her umbrella, water had to start falling from the sky like it was the da*m Deluge all over again!

Just then, the music was replaced by the sound of her ringtone, screaming though the car speakers like there was no tomorrow.

”Dammit!” she mumbled, looking quickly at the still green traffic lights before extending her hand to pick up the phone from the passenger seat and see the name on the screen.

Sam felt her blood boil like hot lava.

”What do you want?” she almost yelled after punching the speaker button.

David's voice was a bit subdued, almost pleading when he answered.

”Sam! Thank God you answered! I called you nonstop last night! I...”

”My not picking up should've Benn answer enough David!” she retorted, her hands tightening around the wheel ”Now stop bothering me!”.