Being an excellent student wasn't easy. But it wasn't the work that was hard, it was the burden it had brought. The feeling you always had to strive for good grades, or slacking off was never a choice or the feeling of having to put on a facade every day in order to fit in and be a part of society. It all felt terrible, yet somehow you still had to do every morning when you woke up, like a bad habit.

But not this morning. This morning, I woke up next to Nathan, who was still sleeping soundly. We both slept in his dorm since it was too late for me to go back to mine, and because Principle Wells's office was right in front of the girls' dorm, sneaking in was not an option. I remembered when us two quietly walked back into his room, and just when Nathan shut the door, I took off his jacket and hung on the coat rack.

"I think I need a shower."  I said, "Do you have... girls clothes..."

To his surprise, Nathan raised his eyebrow, "Why would I have girls clothes?"

"Well, I thought maybe... Victoria had some here?" I put my bag down on his coffee table.

Nathan stared for like, ten seconds before spoke to me in a weird out, unsure voice: "What do you mean... exactly? Why would Victoria leave her clothes here?"

"Cuz..." this conversation had turned really awkward, and it's my fucking fault, I thought to myself "She'd be sleeping here?"

"Oh."

Nathan looked equally awkward as I was at that moment, he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but here. This was not good. I fucked it up.

"I wasn't trying to be nosy." I quickly shook my head, like I wanted to die immediately.

I heard his tiny laugh, and I looked up. He said, still smiling "No. No, I don't. And Vic doesn't sleep here. She doesn't like dark rooms. Said it made her tummy tingle."

He paused for a moment, walked to his wardrobe and searched for a while before pulling out an oversized T-shirt, one that I thought it'd be around the thighs, not too short, not too long "I don't think you usually wear this, or would you rather wear your own clothes?"

"It's fine. Nathan." he handed over the shirt and some shower supplies to me, and I suddenly realized something, "Do the boys take showers at night? I really don't wanna bump into a random guy."

"Once in a while." Nathan frowned, which was his favorite thing to do "But I can take you to the showers and wait outside in case anything happens. Totally discreet like a fucking ninja." He grinned.

"So lead the way, ninja." I joked. After a day out like this, nothing compared to a shower.