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Chapter one 

hi so my previous story was a flop and i didn't know anything about wattpad and now i'm sitting in my bed at 2am and i just had this idea that i liked and thought why not. i don't want this to be another story of how the girl is such a pick me and tiny and basic etc etc so i'm gonna try to make this a little different but of course with those wattpad moments that we all know and love.
i hope you enjoy this

September 30th  3am
the rain is pouring outside my window and i can't  sleep. i toss and turn in my bed trying to find a comfortable position but the mattresses in college dorms are terrible.

my roommate is in a very deep sleep and i'm impressed and slightly jealous of how unbothered they are of the outside noise.

i check my phone only to see that if i sleep know i'll get only 5 hours of sleep until i have to get up and get ready for my first class of the day

"ughhhh" i say as i turn once more, covering my ears with the pillow and eventually falling asleep
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i wake up to the horrible sound of my alarm clock at 8am and i groan as i get out of my bed and grab my bag with the toiletries

make my way towards the common bathrooms.
three more girls are in there. one showering, one brushing her teeth and the other doing her make up.

i glance at my reflection and quickly look away because i hate how puffy my face gets in the morning

i get in the shower still having my flips flops on because of how disgusting these showers can be
put my hair in a bun cause i don't feel like washing it right now
wash my body,face and  shave my legs

"gosh i love the type of showers that take so little time but you do so much stuff" i think to myself as i wash away the soap

i get out and check the time:  8:19
"great"
thankfully the other girls left so i can brush my teeth and do my skincare in peace.
the last thing i would want so early in the morning would be a bunch of college girls giggling

i do not have the strength to do my make up this morning but it's a good thing because my acne is kinda bad rn so it's better if i let my face be

walking toward my dorm i notice tons of people who i know don't belong here leaving the other dorms.

"damn i haven't had sex in a while" i say as i walk in the dorm to the sight of my room mate getting dressed

" Clarice when are you going to come with me to a frat partyyyyyyyy" they moan

Their name is Joe and they are non binary

"one thing i hate more than frat parties is being called Clarice, and u should know that"

"of course i know Claire i just love making u mad first thing in the morning" they say and i roll my eyes "plus u said u wanted some action and you know where people meet other people to do that with ?" "frat parties" we say in unison

"i know i know"

"well it's friday today so are you coming with me ?" they say shooting me with a childish puppy glare

"ugh fine"

"FINALLY GOSH"

"either u be cool about it or i stay in"

"okay okay"

"alright now that we have agreed to that i'm going to class, Byeeeee" i say and close the door behind me

boy do i hate those parties

they are obnoxiously loud, very crowded and the smell of alcohol and weed together is overwhelming

but joe's right, i do want to have sex and i'm in college. it's the only way

as i finish that thought i enter the building across the street and stop to get coffee

anthropology is my first class today and one of my favourites because humans are weird as hell and learning about our behaviour now and the past and all that is pretty interesting.

i sit at my usual seat in the third row, close but not too close

everything looks the same in the room but there is one difference

usually there are a few empty seats at the sixth row in the right but this time a young man was there

looking down on his lap and doodling on the top of his palm

his hair was kinda long so his face wasn't very visible.
he was wearing a black band tee and baggy jeans. his arms were covered in tattoos but in a different style that what i've seen. more like a sketch book?

"strange" i think to myself

the professor enters the room and class begins

i listen to his every word but every know and then i glance and the boy in the patchwork tattoos

he seemed interesting

"would he be at the party tonight ?" i caught my self thinking. "what the hell?" i have never wondered if i would see again some random person i saw in a class but here i am.
...
class ended and i got up to leave but instead of leaving through the door at the bottom of the class i decided to go from the top just so i could pass by the boy with the tattoos.

and as i pass by him he gets up and and i notice  his height

"okay damn" i say under my breath

he looked about 6' 4" and that's pretty tall if u can say so my self.

i wouldn't say i'm short but i'm not very tall considering i'm 5'7"

i'm taller that the usual so finding a really tall guy is a jackpot to me

as i walk, he walks behind me and the walks towards the coffee shop in campus

i follow

when i get in i order at the front then sit at a table and take my laptop out to do some work until i have to leave for my next class at 11am 

that leaves me with 45mins to spare

i notice him seating a few table across and can't help but think about how cute he is
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some time passes and i put my laptop back in and get up to leave but right when i'm about to get out of the door i drop some of my papers
i kneel down to get them but when i look up i see the cute tattooed boy looking down at me

"would you need any help?" he says and his sweet british accent is like music to my ears

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this was the first chapter i hope you liked it
i would love to hear your thoughts on anything about this chapter or any upcoming chapter

again thank u so much for taking the time to read this

also i'm casting some people from pinterest because i just don't feel like looking up actors but if you have any suggestions, i'm open to it

see u at the next chapter