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Chapter 1

Louis's P.O.V.

    I'd like to say that my life is pretty average.

    In fact, painfully average.

    And yet, you could still classify me as any other guy out there. Although, I'll admit, I'm really lucky compared to some people. I have a loving and supportive family, I just graduated at a prestigious college university, I've got a circle of friends I'm happy to have and I've got a job that isn't ideal but hey, at least it pays the bills. I guess I'm thankful that I don't live on the streets or that I didn't turn into a crack addict.

    My list of never ending blessings could go on and on.

    Looking at my life now and where I am, this is probably the best it's gonna get, and yet, I'm still not satisfied. Call me selfish? I don't care.

    My life was a constant cycle of drinking, partying, school, basically everything you'd expect a usual college student would do. But, that's in the past. I don't associate myself anymore with people who have bad intentions. I've got new friends, better ones, and even if they aren't as big a number as before, they're good people.

    Now that I'm out of college, I don't really know what to do anymore. I mean, before it was party, pass out, go to school, now it's sleep, go to work and occasionally, get a few drinks with the guys. Not much has changed in my opinion. Everything's just a little less intense.

    I work at an old, run down, record store. It seems lame, and most of the time it is, but, sometimes it's pretty fun, and I'm not just saying that. I also really like music, I guess you could call it a passion of mine, so being able to work at some place where I can be able to be around that kind of environment is pretty cool.

    There aren't many customers though, so the place is pretty quiet, just me and my co workers, which is perfectly fine, and when there are customers, it's usually just a group of teenagers or people that about our age. There are rarely any people other than that.

    The people that own the place are pretty cool, too. They pay us a ton of money, I don't think they know how to run a business properly, maybe they're just too rich and ran out of things to spend their money on, or maybe they just don't know how to spend their earnings wisely, maybe it's all of the above, but it's not my business.

    "Thinking again?" A voice snapped me out of my thoughts, I looked up at the person and realized it was Jason, one of my very close friends and co-worker. He was re-stacking the CD's again, sorting them by color this time, I suppose.

    I shook my head, "I'm just tired, got no sleep last night."

    Jason is one of the people of my circle of friends. We only just got close a couple years back while I was still at college finding a part time job. He told me there was a slot open since the guy before me quit. I gladly agreed and since I'd be seeing him almost every day, we sort of just clicked. He's a pretty easy-going guy so it's kind of hard not to befriend him.

    "You can take a nap in the employee room, there aren't any customers this time of day anyway." He said, holding two records in different shades of blue up, examining them.

    "It's fine, I can manage." I replied.

    "Alright, suit yourself, then." He spoke, before placing both of the records down, "I think I need a break myself, you know where to find me." Jason said before sliding over the cashier table and heading inside the employee room

    I still wonder how I can take the opportunity that life gives us everyday. I don't know why but I just can't seem to get out of my comfort zone. Everyday we have endless chances and just take the world by storm and everyday, I can't find it in myself to do it. I just want to start fresh, somehow. Do the things I've wanted to do. But, often times, I find myself asking the same question over and over again.

    When will I ever find it in myself to take a chance?

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a/n: ahh!! first chapter is up and i'm so excited!! just a little insight on louis' life and stuff haha. this chapter's short af bc i'm new to writing stories but they gradually get longer, don't worry. please bear with me and my less than adequate knowledge on writing since i barely know the ropes yet. otherwise, feedback is very much appreciated :)
- luna x