Beatrice Evergreen, after losing everything two years ago, is slowly trying to put herself back piece by piece.
Meeting Alex Frost, a football hotshot, in college wasn't part of her plan.
She never thought a stranger could make her heart f...
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Wish that I could stay forever this young Not afraid to close my eyes Life's a game made for everyone And love is the prize So wake me up up when it's all over When I'm wiser and I'm older All this time I was findin' myself and I Didn't know I was lost
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I twist the key in the lock. I put my hand flat against the door and push it.
The air in the apartment is still. The light entering through the windows. I step inside rolling my suitcase and setting it aside.
I look at the apartment, it is just like my room before I left it. Except here it is furnished and having many boxes lined against the wall but still lacks the feeling of home.
Esme and I have already made a trip to Cambridge to bring all my boxes down here and to buy some furniture.
I remove my jacket and lay it down on the arm of the sofa.
I flop down on my new comfortable couch.
"Welcome to Harvard." I whisper to myself.
I stare at the ceiling trying to lose myself in the solitude but it is immediately interrupted.
Avicii sang "wake me up" really loudly at me.
I pull out my phone from my jeans and answer the call with a sigh.
"Yes. I have reached. No one kidnapped me or abused me or done any other creepy thing." I say with my eyes closed.
"It's good to your sarcasm is still intact and that you have reached safely."
I hear some clutter in the background. Esme isn't a great cool and she never tried to be. She only enters the kitchen to get plates or forks or spoons.
Esme has never tried to be someone she isn't. It is one of the reasons why I love her.
I laugh.
"I want to ask you something?" I say.
"Okay?"
"Let's say you have met someone and he makes your heart race and makes you forget about everything except you both." I was fiddling with my keys debating whether to continue or not. Finally, I decided to go with it. "You both are having a great time. But suddenly that person leaves you without saying another word. He just leaves. So what would you do?" I complete.
