(phils p.o.v)
My eyes fluttered open and I was awoken to a beam of sunlight warming my face. I sat up realizing that it was Monday. Which means my first day of university! I'm really nervous, I hope I meet some new friend and maybe even a cute boy. Yes I am Bi-sexual, No I have not told my parents I'm just waiting for the right time.
I slide my feet onto the freezing hardwood floors while frantically trying to find socks. I slide a lime green sock on my left foot and a bright red sock on the other. Who has time to match socks. I run downstairs shirtless in pajama pants and socks to see my mom setting out a bowl of dry cereal for me. I stuff my face then run upstairs and put on the clothes I picked out last night, A shirt with a bear on it and some black skinny jeans. I put on some random shoes that were smashed under my bed. I grab my (very light) backpack and head out of the door.
I start walking wishing I had brought a jumper. I meet my uber and head off again. I arrive at the door of the university and am instantly regretting everything. But I keep going, I shove open the heavy wooden door and am greeted with a very warm whoosh of air. I look around to what looks like millions of students talking to their friends. I look around and see one boy who is by himself but he looks up as I look at him and our eyes meet for like a solid 2.57 seconds. I look down and blush. He starts to make his way over and he is fiddling with his fingers.
