Tragic Love

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I stepped out of my moms car, and into the blaring sun. It took a few moments for my eyes to adapt to the light, and for my vision to become clear.

Before me, was Harvard Universtiy. I spent four years of my life working up to this milestone. I never went to a single party during my high school career, because I was worried about being caught; my reputation, and scholorship would have been gone.

All the countless hours i spent studying, had been leading up to this day.

"Hey, Kaylie? Im Alyssa!" A young female voice said from out ahead of me. She had bright green eyes, auburn hair, and freckles that perfectly dotted along her nose. If I didnt know any better, I would think she was a model.

"From what I hear, you are the valedictorian of your class. Am I correct? Of course I am. Welcome to Harvard Universtiy. A school for those determined to success in life. A school for the kids that never had any time for anything exept...well, school! You will learn soon enough that not everybody here is exactly perfect, in fact, many of us are the exact opposite."

What does she mean?

I read online that this school accepted only the very best students.

"Now, if you will exuse me, i better be off to my classes! I'll pick you up at your dorm around 8 for a tour!"

She slips me a green sticky note with her number, and gives me a quick smile before walking into the school.

At this big place, im not sure ill even find my dorm by 8.

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When i finally reach my apartment, I am greeted by a tall, skinny blond girl.

"Hey, I'm assuming you're Katie. Im your roommate, Ana" she says, before rolling her eyes, and turning her attention back to her phone.

Rude.

"Um, my name is Kaylie" i correct her, "and I would prefer you dont be a bitch to me on my first day, thanks!" I say sarcastically.

The nerve of some people.

I decided that it would be best if I took a shower before Alyssa picks me up.

I check my watch and it reads 6:30, which leaves me an hour and a half to get ready.

I step in the shower, and rinse my hair down. I scrub my body with my 'warm vanilla sugar' bath and body works soap, and I quickly shave my legs.

When I get out, i blow dry my hair, and put on a few layers of mascara, and eyeliner.

Now, what to wear...

I pull out my favorite Brandy Melville sundress, and put on my patent leather Doc Martens.

As I finish getting my shoes on, I hear a knock at my door.

That must be Alyssa!

I take one final glance in the mirror. My brown eyes, seeming brighter with the makeup. My brown hair was waved to perfection, and my outfit was gorgeous. It was my first day here on campus, and I was determined to make an impression.

I open my door, and to my surprise, am greeted by a young man.

His hair was deep brown, and his curls fell into place just right. His eyes, a dashing emerald green, with a hint of blue. He was wearing a simple white tshirt, which underneath I could faintly notice the outline of a butterfly tattoo on his chest.

He was stunning.

"Hey, im Harry" he says, and smiles, enough to show his dimples.

If this is what college has to offer, I'm never going back home.

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 12, 2014 ⏰

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