I've met my match (Harry Styles)

Chapter one

Sydney's pov. 

I don't have any issues with a lot of things in life. I attacked life soft and slow. Cause life was great. Nothing could change that thought. You may feel terrible and you just want to die, but that didn't stop me. Cause the best way to get over problems, is to make other problems that's easy to erase. My technique worked better then I thought it would. Cause I'm not afraid of anytinhg. Well, maybe i'm afraid of spiders and snakes and other small insects. But the only thing i weren't afraid of, was to fall and not be able to get up again. Cause i attacked life soft and slow. That's the way I do it. 

And I am.....

Sydney Springer, newbie college student x

I don't get why people take life so seriously. They had to have everything on point, to maybe charm the new teacher or charm any other boy. But I didn't. Every morning i woke up to new surprises and a new way to have my hair. Cause I didn't need makeup, cause i have nothing to cover. My smile is real, it's not fake like all the others. The girls that smile to a girl, but in her head she hates her like hell. I can't even imagine how others think of me. Well, i'm an open book. Nothing is locked inside and i've never had a secret. Well, every morning started a little like this....

"SYDNEY! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE" my dad shouted as i was about to turn the alarm off for the third time. I was tired, my body wanted me to sleep more, but i couldn't sleep on such a day like this. My first college day. Meeting new people and meeting old people. It's not a lot of my friends who actually signed up for the school i did. They wanted party schools, that had parties every weekend. That didn't matter to me. I just wanted four normal years at college, with no more then books and study. 

 I got up and rubbed my eyes. Maybe the worst thing about college is, waking up early. Normally i wake up 6.30am but my mum insisted that i needed to wake up one hour earlier. I had been planning what i was going to wear for the last three years. A pastel pink shirt, with a white skirt. My mum bought it to me a while ago. I just love the color combination.That was the only thing that needed to be on point in my life. 

As i stepped out of my room I could feel the lovely smell of mum's special breakfast pancakes. I could stand there and smell it forever. I walked downstairs slowly to not fall, because i hadn't slept much. I felt the pancake smell get closer and closer and i just loved it. I entered the kitchen where my mum was texting while turning the pancakes way too much.

"Going somewhere?" I ask my dad as I saw that he was struggling with getting his stuff into his suitcase. He just grunted and continued with his suitcase problem. My dad is always like that.

He started in third grade. Everybody called him a future child, cause he had already plans for his future jobs and hobbies. He wanted to become a busniess man and came to school in a suit every day. After some years he met mum at a college party and it was love at first sight. He demanded that they never would have kids and earn money as fast as possible. But after some time, mum got pregnant and dad got mad at her. He didn't like me when I was born and he surely don't like me now. He never have. 

"Remember what I told you honey. No drinking, no parties and no boys. Understood?" my mum declared and I just smiled and nodded. I've always loved my mum and i feel a tight bond to her. Since she's the only parent that has treated me like a part of the family in all these years. 

Suddenly the door knocked and i jumped a little. At that time of day it could only be one person that knocked. As i opened the door, the sun hit my eyes so i was blind for about twenty seconds. So i didn't see what was coming. Arms wraps around me and i can't help but to smile.

"We're going to college!!!" Lea smiled big. She was wearing the same kind of clothes as me. 

Lea had been my bestfriend since first grade. She was that one friend to be there for me when my dad wasn't. She always knew how i felt. She can be weird and hyper, but she is the nicest person i know.

"I can't wait!" i screamed a little with her as we jumped up and down. 

"Me neither! Think about it" she smiled "Parties, late nights and....BOYS!" she laughed. I looked at my hands but laughed with her.

"Yeah...boys..."

I hope you liked the first chapter. I got inspired to write it after i read "After" by Anna Todd and i always watched "Awkward". 

Please comment your thoughts 

- Andrea

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