100 Things •JB•

Part 15: Epilogue

"Bye Mom." I said, hugging her as tightly as I possibly could, "I love you."

"Love you too, sweetie." She said, squeezing me back, "Take care of yourself."

I smiled as I pulled away, "I will. Don't worry." I then turned to my father, who's shining eyes matched my mothers. "Bye Dad." I said, hugging him in the same matter.

"Love you kiddo." He said before letting me go.

"Love you, too." I said, and stepped back, looking at my parents one last time before turning and walking towards the huge glass doors ahead.

It was weird, saying goodbye to my parents, again. Except this time, it wasn't heartbreaking, or depressing. I was going to see them again, at thanksgiving. This was a much nicer goodbye than the last, a year and a bit ago.

I smiled as I approached the door, lugging my huge suitcase behind me. Someone held open the door and I made my way inside.

"How does it feel?"

I grinned at Justin, holding the door open for me, "Amazing." I said, leaning up on my tip-toes to give him a kiss. When I pulled away, I noticed what he was wearing and let out a chuckle. I touched the soft fabric of the Harvard sweatshirt, "You don't even go here, Justin."

He raised his hands up in surrender, "My girlfriend does now, so I think I have rights to wear this."

I rolled my eyes, "Its only my first day and you're acting like I've been here my whole life."

He laughed, "You belong here Fi-Fi. Now run along and find the cure for cancer."

I smiled, "I think I have alot of learning to do before I'll be able to find the cure for cancer. But yeah, thats the idea."

"Look at you!" I heard someone say from behind me. I turned to see Steven strolling towards us, a smile on his face.

I smiled back, "I know, I know. The Harvard Med student in the flesh."

"I was actually talking to Justin." He laughed, tugging on the sweatshirt. "Dude, Its like, still summer."

Justin rolled my eyes, "I wouldn't have bought this thing if I knew everyone was going to give me shit for it."

I laughed at his idiocy, "Why do you even want it? You don't go here."

He threw his hands up, exsasperated, "I don't know! I'm not going to college. I wanted a little bit of the experience."

Steven laughed and shoved him while I rolled my eyes, "Whatever guys. I need to go unpack and whatnot. Love you both."

"Love you!" They said in unison as I walked away, and a few seconds later I heard Justin yell, "But I love you in the better way!" Then "Ow!" from Steven punching him.

I smiled. It was going to be an amazing four years.

It was going to be an amazing life.