(Emma's P.O.V.)
I woke up to the sound of "Perfect" by 5SOS. I walked over to my suitcase and grabbed a towel and my toiletries. I also put a oversized cream knit sweater, black skinny jeans, and my white converse in a little duffel bag. I slipped on my flip flops and headed for the community showers.
I hated those things though. They were just so public. And there were always those people who thought it was ok to walk around the bathroom but naked nasty (or nah)...
I made it to the showers and I went in one of the stalls. I was sure to lock the door. I turned on the hot water and I put my body underneath the water. It was so soothing.
Once my shower was complete, I changed my clothes and dried my curly, blondy-brown hair in my towel. As I was walking out of the door, I heard someone crying. I went back in to see who it was. I saw a young girl about my age, crying on the floor.
"Hey, what's wrong?" I asked the girl.
"Its- it's Ronan. Mr. Ronan." She sobbed.
"What did he do? Tell me. You can trust me."I insisted.
"He-he stepped in the showers when I was using it and he- he pressed his body up against mine. And I- I" she broke down in sobs again.
I just got on my knees and hugged her. "It's ok...shhh". Sure I was treating her like a baby, but this was painful for even me to watch. Someone cry from "almost rape".
"What's your name?" She said in between her tears.
"My name is Emma Landis." I said.
"We'll thank you, Emma."
I stood up and offered my hand. She got up and hugged me. "Can we- we be friends? Cause I don't really have any. I've only been here a week."
"Of course. You're a really nice kid. But what's your name?"
"My name is Jayden. Jayden Hemmings."
"We'll nice to meet you friend." I shook her hand. We both .giggled.
I suggested we go get coffee, so we went to Starbucks. Not my first choice, as it's "only for 'white girls'", but it was the closest thing to campus. Jayden and I just sat down talking about our plans for the semester. Turned out we were taking the same classes. I was majoring in theatre/ performing arts. So was she!
I was somehow in the middle of a story about my brother getting stuck in a swing, when the bell on the front door rang. All heads turned in the direction of the front of the room. Everyone turned back and continued with their own business, but j was the junky one who happened to still be staring...
"Nash?".

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4 Years (A Nash Grier Fanfic)
RomanceEmma Landis just finished 12 grade and is entering her 1st year of college. Her acquaintances, Tracey, and Nash not quite make the best impression. Ater Nash does something terrible, he tries to plead for her love. Emma's best friend, Jayden, warned...