Chapter VI

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So far, summer went out to be okay. And I start University tomorrow.

Thanks to Olivia, I have an untold crush in my mind. Tom.

Which I now regret to myself that I met him once and in person and I let the chance slip through my fingers because I am a presumptuous girl who thinks no guy can breech my wall. Well congratulations Cara.

I know he's famous and all, and I try to convince my self that I don't like him when I know I'm lying to myself.

I googled his name once, and never again shall I. The people who support and love him is just so over-whelming. And I mean, who can hate or even not like him?

Let's face it, our differences is something you can't measure. We are so different, the chances are impossible.

I then thought to stop this ridiculous thoughts and go on with life and face the truth.

Reality slaps me in the face. Thanks reality. I needed that.

( From that moment on I decided to stop this good for nothing ' crush' and face the reality of University and future plans and jobs and life.)

I should just text Olivia.

- Create Text Message -

' Hey, ready for tomrw? x ' - Sent at 8:30pm

- send -

Minutes later, I received a reply.

' Not quite yet. Are you?' - Sent at 8:34pm

' Nope.'- Sent at 8:36pm

How do people even prepare for University?

One thing I'm excited about is Advanced Literature classes.

I've heard that they prepare a trip to London some month of the first semester to experience a glimpse of genuine Literature live and at its best.

I've never been to a theatre in London even though I lived close there half my life, its because of the step-mother, She spent her life telling me what to do and what not to do.

Any who, she's not my concern as of now. I wonder what plays they're planning to attend to, King Lear? Taming of the Shrew or perhaps Coriolanus?

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