Amina's POV:
"So -um I can kinda hear an accent when you speak, where are you from?" He asked me.
"Well, it's really complicated. So my dad's from Morocco and my mom from here. But I lived in Morocco growing up. When I was 7 years old we moved to the States. How about you I can kinda hear an accent too?" I replied.
"Well, my parents are from Romania and I lived there for a while." He explained.
"Cool, it's getting kinda late I'm gonna head back to my dorm. It was really nice meeting you, though." I said.
"Yeah, you too. Let me walk you there. I still have time." Marcus offered me.
"Yeah, that'd be nice." I replied.
After some time we got there.
"Well, this is me." I said pointing at my sorority.
"Oh okay. Well, bye I'll see you around." He said.
"See ya and thanks for walking with me." I replied.
"No prob." He answered hugging me.
When I hugged him, I could feel strong muscles and really nice abs.
What am I doing, I literally just met him. Stop thinking about him that way!
He kissed me on the cheek smiling as he made his way home.
I walked in my room and threw myself on the bed.
"Ughh. What am I even doing?" I said to myself smiling at the thought of what and just happened.
--the end
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College With The Dobres: MARCUS DOBRE FANFICTION (ONE OF BEST)
Fanfiction19 year old Anima is starting her sophomore year at college, but little does she know who is going to be there with her and what will happen and change her life... For better or for worse?
