The Feels

Nine

I woke up and got ready for classes since it was a Monday. I had taken meany different types of classes and I still don't know 100%what I will study. I guess I'm pretty good at math and science but I can't make up my mind. After I got dressed I made some coffee and gulped it as I walked out my flat caring my books and stuff. Of course I was late so I ran to my class and past a room where I say the cute guy from the other day but I had to keep moving forward.

My next class was not until 11 and it was currently 9 so I walk around campus thinking about my life. My family was talking about selling the house in New Jersey but now I thought of it deeply "I wouldn't go as often and the big house that I have been wanting to live in my hole life be taken away from me" then all these memories came flowing through my brain family trips was my grandpa and all the good times we had in the park feeding the ducks even though there was a huge sine that said" don't feed animals" but he didn't care. We would walk through NewYork city and he would be singing with no shame at the to of his lungs. He loved Opera and classical music so much. He would put the music so high and wave his hand as if he was conducting his own orchestra. A tear ran down my face but I quickly flick it of. I waked for a will and then I saw him. I walk towards the beautiful smile and amazing eyes I had once seen before. He seemed to be doing the same thing as me, walk with no purpose letting time pass by. I reached him as said hi. He looked at me for a while and staring into my eyes in the cutest way. "oh by the way I didn't catch your name" I said waiting for a response.
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Hey guys so of course I have no idea what to name him I feel bad for my children they also probably won't have a name:/ what ever