Presley's POV
'Flight 683 from Tennessee to New York departing in twenty minutes' I heard throughout the airport. I looked at my mother, Darcy and Sam who were smiling but upset. 'That's me guys' I said giving each one of them a long hug. 'You call me now when you get on the plane and land, now don't you forget' My mother said giving me one last hug before I left them for my flight. I dragged my carry on suitcase to the departing area of the airport. I showed my passport and ticket before I got on my flight. I took a window seat in the middle of the plane and began to relax as I had a row to myself. Leaving Wesley was right, leaving Huntington was right, why do I miss him, I don't need him or Huntington. Just concentrate on college now Presley, forget him and everyone else.
All of a sudden a boy sat one seat away from me on the same row. He was quite tall and probably my age or older. 'Hi' He said giving me a heartwarming smile, he didn't have a southern accent though. 'Hello' I replied. 'You don't mind me sitting here do you' He said and I smiled. 'Not at all' I replied. 'Good, well I'm Ethan' He said reaching his hand out for me to shake. I shook his hand and smiled. 'I'm Presley, nice to meet you' I added hoping he wouldn't respond. 'Presley, I've never heard that as a first name before, it's pretty cool' He said causing me to giggle a little awkwardly. 'So what's a pretty girl like you doing traveling to New York all alone, where's you're boyfriend?' He said. 'I've just gotten out of a relationship, of last week actually so no boyfriend but I'm starting Parsons University in a few days so that's why I'm here' I replied, why am I telling him this. 'Oh really, what are you studying?' He asked me. 'Fashion design' I responded and he look quite interested. 'Fashion design, wow that's impressive maybe you'll be the next Coco Chanel' He said causing me to laugh. 'Yeah you can say that, anyway why are you going to New York?' I asked. 'I live there, just visiting family in Tennessee' He responded. 'You don't have a New York accent or southern' I said and he laughed. 'I was born in Miami but my sister and I moved to New York with my mom and her boyfriend when I was fourteen' He said and I nodded in understanding. For the rest of the flight I had a really nice conversation with Ethan. He's really helping me forget Wesley and now I have a friend going into my new life.
The plane landed and Ethan helped me with my bags. 'Where are you staying?' He asked as we stepped off the plane. 'Oh we have our assigned dorms, see in parsons there's more like subjects than fashion so the dorms are mixed with people studying different topics around the university' I replied and he nodded. 'Well if you need some air just let me know because you can stay with me' He offered causing me to smile. 'Thats really sweet, thank you' I replied and he smiled. 'Well that's my sister, do you want to come with us' Ethan asked. 'No it's okay, I'll see you around' I replied and he smiled giving me a hug which took me by surprise. Just as he was leaving he ran back to me. 'Would you mind if got your number?' He asked and I hesitated but have it to him before we went our separate ways. I got my luggage from the luggage department and went to the exit area. It was nothing like Cali, already I was starting to feel cold. I quickly put on my warm jacket and waited for a taxi to arrive. I took the taxi to fifth avenue. I got out of the taxi taking all my luggage in hand as I walked down the crowded street of Manhattan. There was so many people using different types of technology, many different people from all around the world having there daily conversations and many couples in love, hand in hand, breaking my heart even more. I took a deep breath when I came to the large building which read "Parsons New School For Design"
I walked into the building and observed the area I was in. The lobby was packed with students. Some catching up after summer and some saying their goodbyes to their families. I made my way through the crowd and handed in my application form to the front desk. 'Welcome to Parsons Presley' The girl at the desk said to me. 'Here is your dorm key to room E3, you're on the fifth floor, if you need any help there is staff on each floor' She said and I smiled taking the key and heading to the elevator. Why is it that my dorm is E3 and Emblem3s logo is E3. I took the elevator to the fifth floor and made my way to room E3. I noticed that each floor is a letter from the alphabet and since I'm on the fifth floor it's the letter E, and my room is the third one which explains E3. I got to my room to find that my roommate hadn't gotten here yet. The room was quite large. It had two single beds, one on either side of the room. The walls were beige and there was two large windows side by side across from the door. I walked in on the wooden floor and walked to the left bed which was next to a large closet. There was a nightstand on either side, also the same for the other bed. I placed my luggage on my bed and sat down just taking it all in. I've actually made it, I'm in my dream college doing what I love, this is huge.
'Room E3? What sort of freaking name is that for a r- oh hello' I heard and looked up to see a girl with a lot of bags standing before me. She was quite tall. She had long brown wavy locks that hung perfectly down to her elbows. She was very tan and had a cute accent. 'I'm Mandy, you must obviously be my roommate' She said offering her hand for me to shake. 'Yeah' I laughed. 'I'm Presley, nice to meet you Mandy' I replied shaking her hand and standing up. She placed her bags on her bed and some on the armchair that sat in front of the windows. 'You don't mind that I took this bed do you?' I asked and she laughed. 'Not at all, how about we help each other in pack and then roam around the place seeing who we meet and what we find' Mandy suggested and I giggled. 'What are you studying?' I asked her. 'Animation and illustration design, you know like drawing the cartoons for movies and stuff, what about you' She replied. 'Fashion design' I answered hanging my clothes in the wardrobe.
I stopped when I realized the piece of clothing I had in my hands didn't belong to me. 'Whats wrong?' Mandy asked me as I didn't respond to anything she said. 'Um..it's just um my ex boyfriends shirt I found with my things' I slowly replied. 'Ex? How long ago?' She asked. 'Last week' I said. 'Well let's throw it out then' She said taking it it from my hands. 'No don't' I said and she stopped. 'Did he hurt you Presley?' She asked and I nodded. 'You still love him?' She added and I also nodded, this time letting a tear roll down my face. 'Oh honey don't cry, come on, I know exactly how it feels, one year ago my boyfriend of four years cheated on me with my sister, who's six years older than me' She said wrapping her arm around my shoulders. I gasped at what she just said. 'Mhmm, some family I got right but I just got over it, I obviously am finished with him but I've forgiven my sister so all is okay, and it will be for you too.' She said causing me to smile. 'How about we finish up in here, go grab a bite to eat and then have a talk about it, because honestly Presley you need it out of your system' She suggested and I agreed. 'I'm glad your my roommate Mandy' I said and she hugged me. 'Girl you and me are going to be inseparable, we got each other's backs for sure' She said making me realize that this will be okay. I'm going to get over Wesley, I know I can and I will.
Hey guys, so it's just Presley for today, so what do y'all think of Ethan and Mandy? Mandy is the girl who won the competition I hosted months ago and now she's here. So there's probably around ten to twelve or maybe less chapters left of this book so how do y'all think it will end. Leave your comments down below and please vote y'all. Okay his that's it so bye. Love Y'all.
Ciara.
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