|The college of the New york Julliard|

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Kiloni pov.

As I walk in the campus of julliard,I see a bunch of girls looking at my suitcases.which were cheetah print movement bags.I don't like to brag but my family was filthy rich we just weren't one of them snobby rich people.(no offense to people like that).i signed in and got my dorm keys.i bet your thinking where are my parents.my parents have be in my life for about 25% of 18 years.my dad is a movie director and my mom is a makeup artist for celebritys.so I barely see them.oh well.i walk in my dorm and found out my roommate bet me to it.i heard the shower come on so I went to the empty room and stared unpacking.when I was done I went to the kitchen and stared to cook for myself.what just because I'm rich don't mean I don't know how'll do stuff."GRUNTS"that scared the fuck out of me!i turned ready to attack.I saw it was just my roommate I turn back around.but something caught my eye that made stop,turn, and my jaw drop.

KYLE MORGAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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