Picture of Simonè above.
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Simonè P.O.V
" Okay mom, that's enough hugging" I said with a teary laugh.
She stood back and examined me with a sad glint in her eyes.
"Your father would've been so proud of you." She said with her hand over her heart. Oh no. Not even 3 seconds after her words, tears rolled down my checks. My dad died a few months ago of cancer. He was my inspiration for majoring in art.
I hugged my mom for what seemed like years and we just stood in comfortable silence. It's been just us for awhile and I've been taking care of mom and honestly I'm more scared for them she is for me.
"I know mom, it's okay he's watching over both of us." She took a step back and did a little wave a kissed me goodbye one more time before leaving. I did a long sigh and turned around.
"Welcome to the real world Simoné" I muttered to myself.
I grabbed my things and continued to the
main office to receive my schedule and dorm number.
"Good Morning" she greeted.
"Hi. Um I'm here for early registration"
I replied a little shy.
"Name."She replies with a smile.
"Simoné Love." I whisper.
"Pretty Name Hun, okay here you go." she says as she hands be my schedule and dorm keys with a packet of information.
"Thanks" I muttered.
"Oh and, Welcome Harvard University."
I glanced at my dorm key. Dorm 6B room 25.
Yes, I parked close, I thought. As I walked back to my car I looked down at my schedule I smiled to myself.
"Yes Advance Chemistry and Art".
Then I mentally groaned that I had morning classes. I was not a morning person. My mind was so far off that it ran into my chest. I looked up from my schedule to see a boy smirking at me.
"Sorry babydoll didn't see you there". He responded looking me over wth a wink.
I eye rolled and looked away.
"Shall have no time for boys in college." I muttered.
The walk in to my room only to be presented with a surprise.
"BabyDoll." He said with a smirk glued on his face.
"My names not BabyDoll, Pretty Boy." I said. I don't even know the boy and he's already hitting on me. He was cute, though.
He was Light-skin with a light shaved bearded. He had on a reversed SnapBack with an ear ring in his left ear. Boy was he fine.
"Who you calling Pretty Boy." I heard some anger rising in his voice which cause me to get frighten.
"No one." I whispered.
"The Names Jayden." He held out his hand and looked at mine as a signal to shake it. So I did.
"Simoné." I replied.
"So Why are you in my room, Princess."
"Your room?" I questioned.
"Yes, my room." I have the key. He pulled out an identical key to mine.
"Oh. No. We can't be roommates." I panicked as I held out my key.
"Don't worry, Just unpack." His voice sent a shiver down my spine.
"Okay." I whispered.
"I call top- I mean left side." I said trying to cover up my mistake.
He chuckled.
"It's ight BabyDoll. And I'm always top." With those last words he went to his side of the room and started to unpack.
"So what's your major." I asked trying to start conversation while unpacking.
"Physical Education."He said calmly.
"What bout You, BabyDoll."
"Ar-Art." I strutted.
Why am I so nervous? I thought to myself.
He slowly walked over to my side and slide his hands on my waist.
"Don't be nervous Princess."
"Yo, Si-What in the World." Cynthia yelled.
Cynthia was my best friend and we both came to Harvard. In Fact, She was a major in Physical Education too.
We both jumped from each other and I ran to hug Cynthia.
"Hey Sì, Already see you found friends." She said as she looked Jayden up and down.
"Hey Cynth."
"Sorry to interrupt but, I gotta tell you something real quick." Cynthia announced.
*cough* "Alone." She said as she sends death glares Jayden.
He takes the hint and leaves the room leaving me and Cythnia alone.
"Okay, so."
"This Lacross player asked me out." She squeals.
"On the First Day." I question."
"Um, You almost made love." She points out.
"I would never make love with him."
"Good Cause what I'm hearing" She pauses.
"Back in High School, he was the ladies man and He didn't change much over summer."
I stop to think. Well yeah he does seem like the player type and Why would my Best Friend Lie to me.
"Mkay. I'll be watching my back." I responded to.
Cynthia checks her clock I bought her for her 17th birthday.
"Oh Skittles. I gotta get to practice."
"Okay." I kiss her on the check and say bye as she sprints down the hall.
As soon as I close the door his raspy voice echoes though the room with,
"Where were we BabyDoll?"
This is gonna be a long year.
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