Chapter 75

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Ross' POV:

Monday, 5:30 AM. Time for me to get up and start my first day at college.
I was really excited about going to college but now that all of this happened, right now...I'm not feeling like going.
When I finished doing my morning routines, I went downstairs to have some breakfast. My mom was there in the kitchen. "Morning, mom." I half smiled "Morning, sweetie. Are you ready for the first day in college?" She smiled while pouring honey on some pancakes and giving them to me. "Yeah...I'm so ready." I said faking a smile. I grabbed a fork, I sat down in the table where my pancakes were and started eating my breakfast. "Ross, I know it's hard. But..." I cut her off "But what, mom? It's not like (Y/n)'s going to understand what happened and want to get back with me." I said sadly. "Maybe you gave up too soon." I looked at her. "Mom..." I realized she was right. "Just finish eating your breakfast, Ross.." She gave out a little laugh. I chuckled.

When I finished having breakfast. I told my mom I'll be back later "God bless you, mommy, love ya." I gave her a kiss on the cheek and got out of my house. I got in my car, started it and headed my way to school.

When I got there, I noticed a lot of girls staring and smiling at me. Not gonna lie, they're beautiful, but not as beautiful as (Y/n).

When it was time to go home after all those long hours of class. I got in my car and I decided to call (Y/n).

(Y/n)'s POV:

"And that children, it's called a ..." Out of nowhere, my phone went off. I was in the middle of a presentation telling a little story I wrote and that I needed to present to the whole class. "Um...will you please excuse me, Mrs. Stanford, while I turn my phone off..?" I asked my teacher nicely. "Sure, dear." She said and I quickly took my phone out my back pocket and "Ross..." I whispered to myself. I felt my heart beating faster than usual. I declined it and turned my phone off and kept on presenting my story to the class.

Ross' POV:
She doesn't answer. It's obvious that she doesn't want to talk to me.
I tried to call her again but this time I think she turned her phone off. It's official...she hates me.
But I have an idea.... I know the perfect way to talk to her without her knowing that she's talking to me... Well she might probably suspect it's me..

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