Lindsay’s (Extra)ordinary Life

  Time flew by.   Lindsay did continue to see Paris, in between study commitments.  She didn't always have time to keep her hair done in the practical, short cut she had favored since running away from home.   Paris claimed she liked it better that way, softer and more feminine.  Since she started dating, Lindsay began to feel a little less tense around people.  A little.  She actually developed a reputation as a kind, helpful girl.  Someone it was good to know.  It didn't hurt that she was smart too. Then in the final weeks of her third year, Lindsay began to feel...  off.  Maybe it was stress, maybe she was coming down with something, but Lindsay didn't feel herself.  Her jaws ached and sunlight seemed to stab her eyes. "Well, we can't find anything seriously wrong" the nurse practitioner at the campus clinic stated in what were meant to be reassuring tones.  "If your teeth are bothering you, perhaps you need t...

  In her second year Lindsay took an elective in Robotics.  The course was a curious crossover between engineering and the mechanics of humanoid bodies.  The brainchild of one of the professors, the study was designed to entice students from both computer and biological based fields and get them talking.  Lindsay was hooked almost immediately. Given her new interests, Lindsay quit the soccer team.  Though she did take up yoga as an alternative.  She wasn't very good at first. And there were always other ways to stay active.  Lindsay loved the warmer months when she could spend time outdoors. Lindsay made new friends.   Kylee was a bit of a computer geek and a vegetarian to boot, but Lindsay didn't hold that against her.   She had the best laugh and because she loved  dancing, Kylee almost always knew about the next big party. "San Myshuno is hosting the Humor and Hijinks festival this weekend" Kylee chirped "You HAVE to come!" ...

  So it was that Lindsay moved into the Briny Tower dormitory.   She met many fellow students with interesting  tastes in fashion.   So many in fact that it quickly became impossible to remember names or who was a fellow resident and who was doing which major.  Lindsay was so used to being self-sufficient by now that she actually preferred solitude and the number of strangers made her nervous.   She got some sideways looks when she sleepily went to the bathroom one morning clad in nothing but her t-shirt and red underwear.  Had it really been that long since she had shared living space with others? Anyway, classes started and the work set in.   Lindsay was studying a full load in order to qualify as soon as possible.  Her scholarships were also dependent on her maintaining a certain level of performance and one even required her participation on the campus soccer team.  Between lectures, study and practice, Lindsay slept s...