My cliché love story

I've been waiting 2 months to receive this letter.

The letter that decides my fate,

My university acceptance letter,

And now it's finally here.

My hands are shaky as I grasp the most important letter of my whole life. I slowly tear the envelope, careful not to rip the priceless paper inside. I pull the stack of papers out as the envelope drops to the floor. I unfold it and begin to read.

Dear Olivia Brown,

On behalf of the faculty at Cambridge University I am pleased to inform you that you have been granted acceptance into our school.

I didn't even read the whole letter, I just shriek so loudly my mom ran downstairs.

"Who died?" She pants.

I was at a loss for words, so I shriek again and hand her the letter. She reads it and hugs me tightly.

"I knew you could do it, I'm so proud of you honey," She says squeezing me tightly.

"Mom, can't breathe," I gasp. She pulls away, apologizing. I'm too happy to be angry. Nothing could ruin this moment.

These are going to be an interesting next four years.

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So I decided to write a new story. Cliché mr. Popular and the geek story because #YOLO. No. Because I feel like it. So nothing can stop me! Just give me your feedback below

Questions, comments, accolades. 😏

(I still don't know what those are)

Inside joke.

Anyway. Comment