How it started.

Chapter 1

---------------------Berit's (My) POV------------------------------

 "MOM" I scream as she comes home from work, a simple "Yeah honey" is yelled back.

 I. AM. FURIOUS. "I SAW WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN DOING MOM."

She walks up the stairs and says to me 'Huh what are you talking about?" WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT. WHAT AM I TALKING ABOUT.

"MOM THE LETTERS I HAVE BEEN GETTING FROM THE COLLEGE IN MONTREAL".

My mom looks horrified "Uhm uhhh Honey, Berit about that....." She trails off,"MOM. IM. LEAVING."

She breaks down crying "Baby you cant go i cant lose you too."

I start packing my things "MOM I'M LEAVING AND I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN. I WILL SEND FOR MY THINGS AND IM GOING TO THAT COLLEGE. YOU JUST WANT TO TAKE THE ONLY THING I WANT IN LIFE RIGHT NOW AWAY, I HAVE NO FRIENDS MOM. WE ARE MISERABLE HERE AND YOU WANT TO DRAG ME DOWN WITH YOU."

I stuff all my recording stuff and some clothes, my laptop and grab my wallet with my bank care. I then stomped past my mom and slammed the door while yelling "HAVE A NICE LIFE I HATE YOU" and called a taxi.

------------------Preston's POV--------------------

I see my seat on the plane where an old lady is throwing dried banana slices at the most beautiful girl i have ever seen.

I say excuse me to the old lady and she walks away, "Hey im Preston" I say kindly.

Might as well make conversation right? otherwise i will just look at her the whole plane ride to Montreal sweating. "Hey, My name's Berit" She says to me with an angel like voice (To me anyway).

We talk a while on the plane and i get her number, "Okay i will call you and maybe we could go to lunch or something?" I say a little too eagerly "Haha yeah that sounds great" She said and smiled the most dazzling smile and i walked off to where my friends Mitch and Jerome was waiting for me.

-----------------Berit's POV-------------------

Wow i wasn't even in Montreal yet and i was already getting hit on. 

That never happened where i used to live. I wait for my luggage to come around and think about preston, i have to say he Was pretty cute.

Preston looked about my age maybe a year older with nice dark brown/black hair and crystal white teeth.

After i got all my bags i hailed a cab, told the driver my directions and we headed to the apartment I prepaid for.

-----------------Mitch's POV--------------------

I listen to preston talk about this girl and i think i want to meet her, he hasnt told me her name yet though and i don't want to seem like a creep and ask him.

"Hey" i said to Preston "Do you want to throw a party tonight or something?" He replied with a "yeah man sounds great" and asked if he could invite a girl. I have no problem with it.

--------------Preston's POV--------------------

Damn.

I can't stop thinking about Berit.

For a moment a hear Mitch say something about throwing a party and say "yeah man sounds great... but can i call a girl up and invite her too?" Mitch had no problem with it thank god.

-------------------Berit's POV------------------------

Oh god. Preston is calling me, Why is he calling me so soon.

I haven't even been on a date since grade six when Mat took me to the middle school dance.

(Mat is my best and only friend and i love him. People call him either Mat or the famous Noochm)

But Mat took me because he was my friend and he felt sorry for me. I can't believe i'm actually getting called. Speaking of call i should probably answer...

"Hey Berit" Preston said happily

(I have a case of social anxiety and sometimes its hard to talk to guys) "Berit?" i hear on the other end, "Oh yeah Hey P-Preston, whats up?".

He asked me if i wanted to go to his friends house that he was staying at because they were having a party.

i was pretty exited that we lived in the same apartment building. I responded to him by telling him i have a bunch of college acceptance letters to look over and he sounded really sad when i said that.

"Oh well i guess i'll call you another time and maybe we could do something else?" Preston said to me,

"Yeah that sounds good, Talk to you later!"

----------------------Mitch's POV---------------------

Preston came up to me looking pretty sad.

He told me he didn't feel like having a party tonight anymore and said that he was just going to bed.

-------------------------Preston's POV------------------------------

I lay there wondering in Mitch and Jeromes guest room.

Do I even have a chance with Berit? i sigh and turned over to sleep.