The Little Things (Nate Maloley)

chapter 1

**Karma's outfit 2nd pic^^**

Karma's P.O.V

"there" I say as I put the last box in my trunk.
"all set?" my mom says teary eyed.
I engulfed her into a hug and tried to hold back the tears.
"I'm gonna miss you ma' " I whispered
"your father would be so proud of you leaving for college." she starts to cry harder.

My father passed away when I was 15 from cancer. I don't really like to talk about I though.

Let me introduce myself.
My name is Karma,
I'm 19 years old,
I have long black hair,
I'm very shy,
oh, and I'm headed to the University of Nebraska.

"I gotta get going ma'" I say coming out of the hug.
"please be safe and text me when you get settled in" she half smiles

I get I'm my car and drive away listening to 'Sugar' by maroon 5. (my favorite song)

*skipping car ride*

Finally here.
after I sign in and get my key to my dorm, I struggle getting my stuff out of the trunk.

"Hey, need help?"
"That would be great" I say turning around to see a boy about a year or two older.
"I'm Sam, but people call me Sammy" he smiles reaching out his hand.
"K-k-Karma" I say shyly
"you're shy huh?" he chuckled
I just smiled and nodded.

as we put the last boxes on the bed I flopped down in the chair next to the window and looked at all the people walking around.
"so I'm guessing this is your first year?" Sammy questions
"yeah. and how about you?"
"nah, I'm a junior" he smiles showing his perfect teeth.
gah he's cute. I can't help but stare as he goes on about how he wanted to come to college .
I drift into a thought about how nice it would be to have a boyfriend this cute. well actually I've never had a boyfriend.
I know what you're thinking, a 19 year old girl that has never had a boyfriend? well it's true.

back in high school I was not popular. nor had guys that like me. I had a pretty bad life growing up.

"um Karma?" Sammy says interrupting my thoughts
"did you hear me?"
"oh yeah!" I lie
"so you do wanna hangout tonight?!" he asks all excited
wait what.
"umm yeeaaah" I say mentally slapping myself.
"great. see you at 8" he says then leaves.
shit.
"I didn't get your number" he pops his head in scaring the living shot out of me.
"oh yeah here give me your phone and I'll give you mine" I say handing him my phone.

I put in my number and got my phone back.
"see you later" he says disappearing again.

I sigh slouching back into the chair.

wait... I have a date...