Cyd P.O.V.
"Cydney Rae?!?" My mom calls from the van. "Mom don't call me that!" I say. "Well, hun it's your given birth name and you have to accept it, you can't go by Cyd your whole life !" She says. "Now are you almost done packing? She asks sternly. "Yeah just give me a minute." I pull my long black hair off my shoulders and walk to my last box, and pick it up. "Yup". "We have to be at the college for 8:30 a.m. tomorrow morning. You'll meet you roomates, make friends. Oh Cydney Rae you will have so much fun!" I suck in my cheeks and sigh. It's what I do to keep my calm side. I look at my Mother with my eyes saying. " Didn't we just go through this conversation, cause it looks like your not showing any signs decorum." She says with her eyes. "Birth name " almost like in a mocking tone. "Just c'mon!!" My brother yells. Oliver the most stubborn kid you'll ever meet! We climb into the van and are off to Brooklyn Lane College.
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Roomates
Teen FictionFind out about the lives about 8 teens in their first year of college
