Wrath of the Machine

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Daniel's POV

"You heard me, and maybe it's for the best. If this is going to be you for the rest of college I don't want it." Owen forcefully said to me. Shocked at the sudden news that was just broken to me I walked out of the room. I don't even want to look at him; I'm so furious. 'How could he keep something like that from me' I thought. I have better things to worry about other than Owen's stupid rejection. I have a party to attend, yeah, I don't need Owen. As I stumbled down the stairs I tried to regain my swag and become Daniel, a soccer god. Entering the main hallway I'm called over by my boys. Hopefully my party will distract me from Owen, the cry baby. As hours tick by the celebration winds down and now I'm left with a messy ass house and the pungent smell of alcohol. I couldn't help but replay the argument in my head. Did I really change, enough for Owen to get all up in arms about it. No.. I've always been this outgoing and if Owen can't keep up then he can take the bench. 'Maybe it's for the best' my thoughts exactly Owen, maybe it is for the best. Maybe we shouldn't have played soccer together. Maybe you should have never liked me. Maybe we should have never been friends in the first place. I'm right and why should I feel bad for getting into one of the best colleges. I pity Owen. He can go to his dumb, little college and I'll go to my supierior one. I'll show him what's for the best. I head into my room and relax on my comfortable bed and doze off to sleep knowing that I am right

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