Chapter 2.

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The next morning, I wake up to a snoring red head. I look over to my right and Chelsea is all spread out on her bed with her mouth wide open. She still has her clothes on from last night, I didn't want to change her because I wasn't comfortable doing that, and I'm sure she would've felt the same way if she found out a complete stranger striped her down.

I turn off my alarm to make sure it doesn't go off since Chelsea woke me up with her snoring. When I turn off my alarm, I look at the time. It's 4 am. I'm not suppose to be up for another 2 hours. I should shower and get dressed so I can explore around campus to find the nearest coffee shop.

I strip out of my clothes and wrap a towel around my body. I grabbed my clothes that I will be wearing for the day, also my shampoo, body wash, and conditionor and made my way to the showers. Worst part about college is that you have your own bathroom, but with no showers. It's got a sink, and a toilet, but no shower. How pathetic is that.

I found my way to the showers, I took my towel and hung it on the hook as well as my clothes and undergarments and made sure it was underneath my towel so that way if anybody came, they wouldn't see my underwear and bra.

I turned the hot water on and it relaxes my back muscles. The steam starts to emurge and I turned down the water a little bit because it was getting a little but to hot for me. I begin to wash my hair with my favorite shampoo, it smelt like vanilla and it made my hair very smooth. I washed the rest of my hair and then my body and turned off the water. I grabbed my towel and began to dry myself in the tub.

I grabbed my undergarments and slid them onto my body. I grabbed my clothes and began to put them on. Black pencil skirt with a blue blouse. Nice and settle. I grabbed the towel that I dried my body with and wrapped my hair.

I made my way back to my dorm, I got lost but I eventually made my way back to my dorm. I slid the key into the slot and opened my door. Chelsea was still sleeping in the same position when I had left. I sat on my bed and grabbed my brush and washed my long brunette hair. Well to me my hair was long because I am not that tall and my torso is very small so it makes it seem that I have long hair. I go into the bathroom and begin to blowdry my hair. I finished my hair off by tieing into a bun. I go into my small make-up pouch and pull out my mascara. I stroked my eyelashes with the brush twice, then putting it back. I put on a light pink blush that really shows on my tanned skin.

I exited the bathroom and grabbed my black heels and put them inside my book bag and I wore my black flats and I was out of the dorm roomm. It is now 7 am and I don't have to be in class till 10. I start walking around campus to find a coffee spot that is near my first class and I spotted one 2 blocks away. I'm glad to see that it was Starbucks. I go inside and order a cookie crumble frappuccino. My absolute favorite.

They call my name and I take my drink and take a seat next to the window. I go into my book bag and grab my book. I also pulled out some headphones and connected them to my phone. I shuffled the music and the first song that came on was You Found Me by The Fray. Perfect.

An hour passes by and I'm still in the Starbucks store. This is very peaceful. Maybe this should be an everyday thing.

I stare out the window for a couple of minutes and I see a tall figure walk past the window. Liam. He is wearing light blue jeans with a white and red sleeve long sleeve shirt. His hair is combed to the side, very good looking boy. I tried knocking on the window but he didn't turn around. He just kept walking forward. Maybe he'll come inside.

I heard the bell ring from the door to let the workers know that someone had entered the store. I look over and there is the brown haired boy that I got along great with.

I waited patiently for him to order and pick up his drink to get his attention. He was looking around the store to try and find a seat. I waited till he looked in my direction so I can wave. He finally did and I started waving like a complete lunatic.

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