The Two Sides of Emily Chavez

Emily Chavez, a nursing college student (that's who she thinks she is) is not known by many. She has always been quiet in class and doesn't have many friends. There are only two places she usually hangs out in: the library and the school park. She usually goes to these places to relax and many times, she sleeps there. No one really pays attention to her. She sometimes thinks that when she disappears or when she is absent from her class, no one including the professors would notice it. She spent the past two weeks preparing for her midterm exams. She has always been studious. She thinks that if she can have excellent marks in class, somehow she can be relevant for her classmates and her teachers. "Don't you think you're wasting our time?" Michelle's voice made her come back to her senses. She sounds irritated and impatient waiting for the test to start. Emily pulled the test papers and gave them to the person in front of the class. "Please get one and pass." She tried to keep herself

Emily woke up from the alarm from her clock on her bedside table. She got up immediately and checked her phone. It's 7AM. She's aware that it's 7AM since her alarm clock is set to ring at that time, but she still wants to check it just in case it was too early or too late for her to wake up. She went straight to her small bathroom to take a shower. Her room is quite spacious with a few decorations hanging on the wall. She considers herself a minimalist. She doesn't feel comfortable posting anything on the walls in her room. She's also not that particular with colors. Her walls have a white floral wallpaper and the color of her bedsheet, pillowcases and blanket don't match. It's her mom who changes them once a month. After taking a shower and drying her hair, she put on a plain tshirt and jeans and took her backpack. She paused for a few minutes and sat down on the edge of her bed. "Do I still need to go to school?" She asked herself. Her experience yesterday was not good at all and d

"Here we go again." Emily murmured to herself. She was about to go back to her room when her mom shouted her name. "Emily! How long will you stand there? Don't tell me you won't eat your breakfast again? Working really changed you, huh! Earning your own money doesn't mean you can ignore the food I prepare at home!" Her mom always has a way to make her feel guilty which in reality is not effective at all. It has only been the second day for Emily to work. She can't even remember how she started working. Knowing that her mom won't stop nagging, she sat down on the dining table and examine the food in front of her: fried rice, fried fish, fried egg and the meat dish they had last night. On normal days, Emily would eat everything without any worries. She loves everything her mom cooks. But today is a special day, this is the first morning she would have breakfast as Professor Emily. Her dad sat down beside her without her even noticing. "I said good morning." He repeated. "Sorry, dad.

That night, Emily couldn't sleep. She was thinking deeply of how she ended up having this problem. She was thinking of everything Peter said. What if she would have to go through this problem forever? Does she have to spend a day in two separate days having different personas? She pities Peter. This experience must be so terrible for him knowing that he had face it alone. She can't imagine herself being abandoned by her parents. "I have to be nice to him starting tomorrow!" She got up from her bed looking so determined. She realised she doesn't have any reason to complain since Peter actually has a worse experience than her. Now that she knows she's not alone, she can get through this situation with Peter's help.Emily is known to her family and friends as someone who is so empathetic to others. She helped many people in her own simple way even though others don't ask her for help. She cries easily whenever she sees older people working or when she sees some stray animals who have no

Emily's POV"I have a surprise for you." This statement keeps rewinding in my head. What could be his surprise? Maybe he would just show off his skills in basketball which I think everyone already knows. I have seen him play last year in the Sports Fest and I also saw him practicing in some of the games. He's indeed the star player of the nursing department. Nothing is surprising with that.I chose to spend the whole morning in the faculty room. I remember I have to check the papers for the last test. Luckily, I saw the answer key in one of my desk drawers. No matter how I try to accept my situation now, I still can't believe I would be a professor, let alone a biology professor. I have never liked science since I was young and my memory sucks. Whoever is behind this might be laughing right now knowing that I'm in big trouble."Professor Chavez, don't you have any plans to have lunch?" Professor Jennings asked. She's one of the three pharmacology professors in the university."I'm not