Chapter 7

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Nameless P.O.V.

Here I am standing in front of NYU.
Just staring.
Wearing my weeping angels shirt, looking like the nerd I am. I never stopped thinking about the nameless girl I met when I was 15.

This is my first year here as an english major. Maybe by some small miracle she's an English major too.

I can't stop thinking of her. I've tried but everytime I think of Doctor Who I think of her.

I never saw her again but I wanted to so badly. . Maybe she's here now. She only looked one year younger than me.

Maybe out of all the universities she chose NYU and is here.

I haven't the slightest clue but I'll never stop hoping for my nameless girl and hopefully I'll see her again.
One day.

One day, please, let me meet her again.

I want to see her again. It's been four years and I feel like I've waited long enough for her.

I'm walking to my dorm without watching where I'm going and I trip over a girl.

A girl wearing a cyberman shirt and I land right on top of her.

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