This time around, I listened to her very much. We were now preparing for the final exams in November. She was busy being a Dean and a Professor while I had studying in my head.
At the back of my head I was thinking about what I could do these holidays that would take me away from my family. It was starting to stress me a lot because of how things ended up being in June. I didn't want that repeating itself and also didn't want to be away from her for over a month.
"shouldn't you be reading?" a voice startled me and I looked at Hannah, "what do you mean? I am studying..."
My roommate shook her head, "no you're not. You have been on that page for a few minutes. So either you really don't get what's written there or your mind isn't there."
Lately I really hated how much Hannah knew me. It
