Chapter 1

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Why, why does it always have to happen to me. Lets start from the beginning where it all started.

Hi I am here to share my story with you it was wonderful in the beginning then it all came tumbleing down.

My name is Kacie Carter and I am 19 years old. I attend UCLA my dream college in California. It all started my very first day there.

"Mom come on I don't wanna be late" I say rushing my mother. "Im coming Kacie hold your horses " she said coming out of her bedroom just finnishing curling her long hazel hair to perfection. "ok now im ready lets go"she says helping me grab the rest of suitcasses. Once were in the car she can't stop talking about how proud she is of me taking up all the time I don't even realize we there. Once we step out of the my mom helps me grab my bags. We make our way to my dorm hall C room number 312. Once were in front of my dorm room door im hoping I don't have a room mate yet ..well I do. Once we step foot in the door it is bigger than I expected it to be. My roomate is a tall brunette girl with piercing green eyes just like mine her side is decorated with posters of really cool bands. She is laying on her bed reading a book or studying. As soon as she spots us she introduced herself as Katie once we say our hello's my mom helps me set up my side then gives me biggest hug ever before she leaves. After she leaves I ask Katie what she's a major in and she says dance just like I am and I can tell right away where gonna get along.

After she tells me a little more about herself I do to. I explain that i've been dancing since I was 4 years old and has always loved it dancing is my passion. I tell her about my background and my mom and dad. My mom is a CEO of a big company in NYC, and my dad died in a plane crash. Now its just me my mom and my 2 sisters Nicki and Stephanie. After we know eachother better we go explore around campus for a little while we sit down and have pizza for lunch. Once we were done we were walking around laughing not paying any attention when I run in to a guy covered in tattoos a couple but not a lot. I fall down and he helps me up he really has nice blue eyes I snap out of my trance one he waves his and in my face "hey, hey " "are you okay".

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