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Home work part 2.

When I got home, Harry smiled at me, I just gave him the fakest smile ever. "How'd it go?" He asked eyeing me for any sadness or dissapoinment. "I passed and got accepted into 7 colleges." I groaned inwardly. "Names?" He bit on his lip. "Norte Dame, A&M, Pan American, Yale, Harvard, Florida State University, Baylor bears university." I sighed and walked upstairs. "HARVARD? NORTE DAME? A&M?" He sounded pretty excited. I just nodded and I walked inside, shutting the door behind me.

Harry's P.O.V.

She didn't seem happy. She seemed miserable. She seemed sad. I knocked on her door, I heard muffled cries. She was crying, "Can I come in?" I asked. "Yeah.." she sat there on her laptop, criss crossed, on the bed. I sat down besides her, "What did you decide?" I kissed her cheek. "Harvard or Florida state. Something a little far from home, and something a little close from home." I nodded and looked at her application:

Name: Annabella Matthews.

'Name:Annabella Styles.'

I thought.

Short description of your self:

I am, 19 years old. I live in New Jersey, I have 2 siblings, a boyfriend, I do not plan on marrige, I am focusing on school, I plan to be an lawyer or a jornalist.

Short description of your self:

I am 19 years old, I live in New Jersey, I have 2 loving siblings, I have a supportive boyfriend, I really want marrige, I am very foucused on school but also foucus on my happiness, I plan on becoming a lawyer in the future.

Favorite meals:

Salads, spaghetti, anything healthy in general.

Favorite meals:

Cereal, Chips, Hotdogs, sausage, ice cream, gummy worms.

What kinds of, roomates do you look for?

They can be quiet..be good people.

What kinds of roomates do you look for?

They have to be loud, fun, out going and exciting. They have to be up for a laugh!

This wasn't her, this was the opposite of her. I really needed to speak up.

"Anna. This isn't you."

"Yes it is."

"No. No it isn't. "

A tear slipped her eye. I wiped it away and kissed her forhead. "If I leave for college, that means no more you." She whispered, voice shaky. She was right, she'd wouldn't be able to see me. "We can still be together. We'll figure something out." I hugged her, her warm breath on my neck. She erased everything and began writing what I told her too write. "If you be yourself you'll have a better chance of entering college." She nodded, and kissed me softly on my lips, I placed my hands on her waist. "Harry." She giggled, "Not now." I chuckled. "Okay, should I send it?" Her lips a thin line. "Do it." She pressed Enter. My breath slowed down, I hugged her tight.

"What do you want to eat?" A small smile played on my lips, "Hmmm, Grilled cheese sounds REALLY good." She smiled. "Harry. When tour ends, where will you go, will you forget about us, will we break up?" Her voice cracked. "No. I won't forget about you. I will never forget about us, because we aren't breaking up." She just cried and hugged me. My heart pounding.

Moral:Homework is stressful, don't let it get to you. A grade doesn't state your destiny or fate. You just keep going. It all starts with a dream.