A Second Generation Whateley Academy Tale
Dorms of Our Lives
----Wednesday, Oct. 5th, 2016
Mittwoch. The German word for Wednesday was simple, concise, and accurate. The middle of the week, indeed. No fancy names were needed, just an acknowledgement that the only thing going for it was that it meant yet another week was half over.
This week in particular could not end soon enough, she'd already decided as she led her roommate outside for the first morning run since things had gone nuts. The Italian looked like the butterflies in her stomach were about to burst out of her chest, and Erica's own insides were aching, if for different reasons. The internal twists and churns that came with her slightly irregular menstrual cycle were almost finished. She hoped.