The word that Emily had finally settled on was “fake”. For weeks she had struggled to define the feeling that had been overwhelming her. All summer the anticipation of starting college had consumed her thoughts, but after her first month of classes, anticipation had changed into a feeling she could not shake.

“It’s all fake…” She mumbled after a bite of scalloped potatoes.

“What was that honey?” Her mother asked from across the table.

“Oh. Nothing.”