Afraid of rejection

(Vivienne)

"Destination please?"

"United States," I said, handing her my details as well as my password. The lady looked at me for a while and continued her work

"Vacation or…"

"School" I replied without delay and the woman glanced up then shrugged. I didn't know why she did that but I didn't care as I stood there waiting for my ticket. I was lucky the plane to the US hasn't left yet. It has been an hour since I got here. I had everything ready to go but just needed to confirm the tickets and it was taking longer than I expected

"Are you okay Ms?" the lady asked, not sure why but I was fine, just a little cold. I didn't know why it was this cold now of all days. I was wearing black leggings with ankle boots as well as a long-sleeved sweater that reached up to my neck and a brown long coat to keep warm but still, I could feel the wind blowing around

"I'm fine please, "I remarked distantly, trying, by all means, to keep her off. I came to the airport early. I wanted to leave this place