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Penn State University.
Home to the craziest sorority girls, most obnoxious football players, and a girl who never wanted to be there in the first place.
Ellie Webber hates Penn State. But she is only there because her twin brother is the...
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•TRIGGER WARNING— DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU ARE IN A BAD MENTAL STATE•
Maybe I was jumping into the deep end.
But I wanted to do anything and everything possible to make grandpa and grandma know that I didn't want to be at this college anymore. This wasn't my happy valley—this was a valley of depression.
And I was drowning in it.
So I broke the lease.
Can you blame me—really can you?
I mean I wasn't that far away from Sloane and Finn—I was right across the hallway from them. But still, it's time that I stopped taking bullshit from everyone else and I needed to stand up for myself.
Which meant, I wasn't going to be known as Naomi anymore. I was Ellie. Well, Ellison, but anything but fucking Naomi. I loved my older cousin but not enough to want to be her.
So—as you might have guessed it, stealing grandma and grandpa's credit cards to purchase a new apartment wasn't fun. In fact—I was being punished for it. I mean, I thought that this would give them a more coherent idea that I didn't want to be at this fucking college.
I wanted to be in Ohio.
I wanted to be away from here—away from everyone I knew, I didn't want anyone to know me.
I was so much more than my last name. I was so much more than coach's granddaughter.
I was so much more than Penn's sister.
And I was so much more than Naomi Black.
I narrowed my eyes at the time at the bottom right—hand corner of my computer screen. I didn't want to wear my glasses because what if I looked weird? I mean the pink highlights already made me stand out enough.
Oh yeah, pink highlights. You guys probably already could guess how grandpa reacted to that shit.
Penn just told him I was going through a midlife crisis, but I wasn't.
I was going through withdrawals.
Withdrawals because every time I searched up 'Ohio State' on Instagram, I would get sad. Sadder than sad—I would become overtaken by emotions. Because everyone else was enjoying their dream at their dream college.
While I was stuck here because my college was free and almost everyone in my family went here. I mean everyone except grandma and grandpa funnily enough.
Somehow they could go to a different college but it's okay I couldn't?
So to try to piss them off I have for one, stolen their credit card information and move into an apartment across the hall, and number two, I have put temporary pink highlights in my hair. I was going to do permanent but I was only doing it for a cry for help.
