Penelope woke up and dressed up. She put on a pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and a pair of short boots. Penelope went to the dorm cafeteria. Penelope saw Reagan again in the fire as she was cooking eggs. She looked around and poke Reagan. Reagan didn't respond. Penelope put a pan on the fire. Penelope didn't want to see this. Penelope hated this. Penelope just wanted to ignore this all of this. Penelope thought about it and she would. She would forget all about this. This was just a bad first week. Every other week in this college year was going to be a good week. Reagan was dead period. Penelope continued to cook the eggs. She finished cooking all the eggs and brought them out to the buffet tray. Penelope saw that the cafeteria almost opened.

Penelope went to start the line. The other volunteers got in line after her. The janitor opened the door and Penelope started getting food. Penelope grabbed a plate and grabbed sausages with a fork. She went to get some oranges and blackberries. Then she got some pancakes and put some peanut butter on them and went to sit on a table. A volunteer sat with her. The volunteer had a plate full of fruit and a glass full of milk. The volunteer had raven black hair and a sharp nose. They were wearing a yellow dress, leggings and sneakers.

"Hey, your Penelope, right?" she asked. "Yeah, and you are?" Penelope asked. "Isabella," the girl answered. "You go to my graphic design class, right?" Isabella asked. "Yeah, Professor Renald is a huge baby," Penelope said mockingly. "I know right and he talks about his relationships way too much," Isabella said, both of the girls started laughing. "Like dude, get some friends," Penelope. The girls started laughing. "It's almost time to go." Isabella said. "Yeah, let's eat." Penelope said. Isabella and Penelope ate in quiet for some time. Isabella finished eating and waited for Penelope. Penelope finished and they walked out. Isabella got her skateboard and Penelope went with her.

Isabella skated slowly for Penelope. "When did you learn to skate?" Penelope asked. "Around five years earlier. My first boyfriend taught me." Isabella answered. "Cool," Penelope remarked. They walked quietly to their first class. Penelope and Isabella sat together this time. Penelope thought more about it. Yes, Reagan died, she can't see her. Reagan is gone. After class ended, Penelope and Isabella went to different classes. Class after class, Penelope reminded herself that Reagan was dead. Eventually, Penelope went to her. She started hearing about her favorite band. Penelope thought about Isabella, about how they were going to see each other in the graphic design and in a week, they were going to volunteer together. She heard the door unlock and though Amber would enter alone. She heard James' voice. She got up.

"Oh, hey, Penelope," Amber said, "Hey, no offense, could you go out, me and James want some alone." "Sure," Penelope said hiding all her rage. She walked out of the dorm and went to a restaurant. She hated James, not because he was a bad person but out of jealousy. Yeah, Penelope liked Amber, but didn't know if she liked girls. Penelope knew she was jealous and knew James was probably a good guy. Penelope went to eat at a piazza place. Penelope ate alone. Penelope couldn't stop thinking about Reagan or Amber. She loved how Amber was just herself, how beautiful and radiant she is. She also couldn't stop thinking about Reagan. After she ate, she went outside, she looked outside and yup saw Reagan. Penelope went for a small walk.