College

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Jack's pov:

Oh my gosh, I can't believe, I'm in college. It's been a long journey, man, what a wild ride. I go to Felix's house and he let's me in. There are boxes everywhere, I guess he's moving. "Ready for college Felix's?" I ask giving him a Brofist. "Yeah, totally dude, can't wait!" "So, you getting a new house?" "Yeah." "Cool, so I guess we're going to the same college?" "Umm.. no, not exactly." "Oh then, what college are you going too?" "I'm going too, uh.. Chalmers University." "But, that's all the way in Sweden." "Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry." "Why?" "Ever since me and my family moved to Ireland, I promised myself that I would move back to Sweden and go to college there, that's where I was born and I have to go back, I made this promise and I'm gonna keep it, so I'm sorry Jack but I have to move back." "I understand." "Jack, you ok?" "Ye-yeah." "Jack?" after that, I ran out of his house full of tears. I don't have my license yet so I just ran back home. I plopped on my bed and sobbed loudly. "Why do I loose all my friends? Why me? I might as well not have any friends so I won't have to worry about me or them moving away." I say out loud. I lay there crying for a few minutes until I can't cry anymore. I need to grow up and stop all this crying. I call Felix and ask him if I can come over. He says yes and I walk back to his house. "Jack, have you been crying?" "Y-yes, how did you know?" "You eyes are red and so is your face." Then I started to cry again. I cry into his shoulder hugging him tight. "Please don't leave!" He hugged me back. "Jack I'm sorry but I've been waiting almost my life to go back to Sweden." "Please!" "I'm sorry Jack, I promise I'll visit." I just plopped on his couch and cried. I didn't want him to leave. It's just like me and Mark all over again except this time, I'm not the one moving. I cried for like a minute. I need to stop, like seriously, I do. A few days later before college started, I went to the airport with Felix. We said our goodbyes and he left on his plane. I asked my mom if she could pick me up, which she did. Well, looks like it's just me.

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