Chapter 1

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Sun shines lightly through white cutians muffling to light to land on Evan's face. He sqwints as he brings himself out of bed. He steps around the mess of dirty clothes and papers on the floor to his dresser. He openes it only to find messy dirty clothes. He pick up a pair of jeans and sniffs them, then pulls them on along with a white t-shirt. He finds his Chromebook and walks out of his dorm. He walks through the hallway half asleep. He walks to the bathroom, he turns on the sqeaky tap and spalshes water on his face. He looks in the mirror. 20 years old Evan looks back at him. His blonde hair curles covering his forehead. He feels his chin only to find no beard. 

He sqints harder realizing that he forgot his glasses in his dorm. He goes back to get them, comes back and puts them on. Everything becomes clearer. He reaches for his phone to text his gf Reachel. Good, Morning. meat you at the cafe. He texts her. He leaves the wash room to the univerysity lounge. 

"Morning, Evan" Professor Wilson smiles to him. He smiles back and heads toward to exit. He walks with his croccs sqweaking with each step. He pushes opoen the door and takes a deep breth of fresh air before walking to the cafe. 

"Over here!" A soft but loud voice yells over. He looks to see Reachel. Her blonde hair blows in the wind and her blue eyes sparkels. He walks over to see see that she bought him a coffee. He holds the coffee in his hands warming them up. Kisses her gently, he takes a seat next to her on the park bench looking towards a horse statue. 

"Can I come to your dorm to study?" She asks. 

"Yeah, sure its messy tho," 

"k"

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