Abigail's POV
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Monday. First day, I'm excited. Well, no, not really. It's college. And it's Monday. Ugh. The thought of seeing them sets in and I start to freak out a bit. They hold no power over me anymore. Im not a wimp anymore. I can defend myself. After my attempt to calm myself, I head down to the showers.
After taking my shower, I do my usual morning routine: I pull a loose black tank top, black skinny jeans, and a white and black flannel out of my suitcase, I never bothered to unpack last night. Blow dry and straighten my hair, usual makeup, septum ring, white plugs. I pull on my combat boots and throw a pillow at Victoria, who hasn't insisted on getting up. She grunts in response but doesn't budge. Oh well, I tried. I grab my shit and walk out the door.
My first class, Algebra, goes by pretty quickly. Most of my nervousness has subsided by now. Now I'm walking to Literature, which I am actually a bit excited about. I'm not really paying attention as I'm walking, that is until I run straight in to someone, landing on my ass. Hard.
"Fuck," I mutter to myself.
"Shit, I'm sor-" he says, stopping when I look up at him. My breath catches in my throat. Looking back at me are those crystal blue eyes that haunted me everyday for years.
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A/N- Sorry that this ones so short, but thank you for reading :)
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