This book is of College age students...
Okay so lets face it. College is better than High School in a few ways.
1. There's less goths.vs.nerds.vs.populars
2. They can legally drink
3. Everyone should be able to drive and have their own mula.
I'm Deciding to jump the gun and start the book here! Enjoy.
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Chapter 1: Do you remember? The 21st night of September...
September 21, 2011... The Past. Flashback
"Well here we are..." My best friend Kaylee said staring at the door. She was very anxious about this day. Her fingers were twitching in anticipation as the watched the other students rush around us. She started shoving her fingers in and out of her pockets to stop the twitching.
"Kayles, people will think you're wierd if you keep doing that," I laughed teesingly. She growled at me.
"Your mom," She said. I laughed once again.
"Wow, back to first grade are we?" I asked, eyeing her suspicously. She only makes really lame jokes on occasion and when she did it was hilarious.
"No, now let's get this over with!" She barged through the gray double doors and into the college.
"Wait for me!" I called out dramatically, as I'd always wanted to.
We approached a huge hallway doors on either side of us. If I thought the campus was big, boy was I wrong.
"My holy crispy chicken!" Kaylee gasped. "This place is bigger than your house times five! And your house is hard to beat!" She looked around us frantically.
"Yeah," I said breathlessly. "This is going to be a great few years..."
End of Flashback... Present time. September 21, 2013
"Kaylee! C'mon, you look georgous!" I said half-heartedly to my bestfriend in the mirror. "Austin will love you,"
"You liar! You quivered when you said it!" She said pouting her bottom lip.
"No..." I said biting my lip.
"Whatever, I don't want to stand him up. If he truly likes me he'll be happy with this."
"Atta girl!" I said smiling.
"Atta girl," she mocked me.
"Well, then." I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Okay, bye I'm leaving." She got up and walked out of the dorm. Now time to find my roomie...
"Chista? Christiana!" I called out to her.
She appeared, walking out of the bathroom. "What, Mari?"
Woahh! We're on nickname Terms?!
"Marianne," I corrected her. "I was just wondering if you were still in."
"Oh. I'm about to head out." she sighed. "Bye," This girl sometimes...
She slamed the door. Well that was eventful, I thought to myself. I'm calling Oliver and Tyler. Everyone else is no fun..
Oliver and Tyler were my best guy friends. Oliver with his green eyes and chocolate hair, and Tyler with his cocoa skin and teddy bear brown eyes.
I'd never consider either of them as a potential relationship, so don't you dare get that idea.
"Hello?" Oliver answered.
"Hey, any chance you an Ty can make it over tonight?" I asked, my gut had a feeling he'll say-
"Afraid I can't," Darnit! "But Ty might?" Then I heard a groan in the background or was it a moan...
"Oli!" I fake scolded. "Whatever happened to bros before ho's?!" He just laughed.
"Puberty and hormones," and then he Hung up. Jerk. I dialed Ty.
"Yo. How's you doin?" I asked him.
"Great. What's up?"
"Can you come over? Oli's got a girlfriend!" I randomly blurted.
"I know, I do room with him, you know that right?" He said with amusement.
"Oh, so It is true?" I winked over the phone.
"Yeah, you sound...wierd about it. Dude, you like Oily?!"
"What the...How'd you get that Idea? I litterally winked over the phone. Goddang. I'd never consider you or Oily In a relationship, bro."
"That hurts...I've something to tell you. I love you,"
"You too you big jokester. Now get over here. I'm lonley." I said hanging up. Well that's a first. Oily has a girlfriend and Ty loves me. Don't put any thought into it, I kept telling myself. He wouldn't like you like that!
"Hello?" I heard a voice muffled by the door.
"Do the secret knock if you're Tyler." I replied.
"Kay," He thumped 3 times with a double knock at the end... wait but that means it's-
"Hey," Oliver said breathlessly entering the door. "You look nice. Where's Ty?"
"Oily!" I exclaimed. "Oh, and on his way," I replied.
"You know how much I hate being called-"
"Oily! Bro's before ho's, look at you!" Tyler finished walking through the door.
"You didn't knock," I respond making a tsk-tsk noise.
"Shaddahp!" He responded kicking off his shoes and hopping on my bed.
"Oi!"
"What?"
"Not Oily, Oi!" I said rolling my eyes. "You," I pointed at Ty. "Off bed. Go on Christa's or something." I gestured towards it.
"I don't like Krispy's bed!" Ty whined.
"Too bad, I don't like you on mine!" I retorted.
"Whatever," He said getting up off of the bed. I will go on Krispy's."
"That's a first." Oliver said out of the blue.
"What I-"
"Don't!" Tyler yelled cutting me off. "Olly, that's not cool." Oliver laughed at Ty's outburst.
"What's going on?" I asked them curiously.
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