This book was written long ago, and has not been edited.
Excuse any grammatical errors...
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This is it, I'm leaving for college, me and Brooke. I kissed my mom goodbye.
"Be safe sweetie, come visit some time, okay?" My mom called.
"I will mom don't worry!" I called back.
"Brooke take care of her for me okay?"
"Will do Mrs. A!"
I swear I have the most over protective mother on earth.
"Bye mom, love you!"
"Bye!" She was tearing up.
Not like I'm getting married right?
"Finally out of this hell," I laughed.
"Come on Faith! She's just looking out for you." Brooke cooed.
"I don't see your mom asking me to take care of you." I said.
"My mom's a different story, anyways forget about that we're going to college baby!" I've never seen Brooke so excited. "I really can't believe it." She said.
"Exciting for you maybe, I have to share a dorm with a boy! I'm not looking forward to having to clean up pee from the toilet seat."
"Lighten up he could be cute." Brooke tried to lighten me up.
"What if he's not!"
"Stop whining! I would love to share a dorm with a boy, I mean there's no supervision either." She winked.
"Because you're Brooke Evans!"
We both shared a laugh.
"Promise me that no matter what happens we will be best friends?" I said.
"Forever and always." She smiled.
I parked the car, me and Brooke grabbed our stuff from my car's trunk. "Well, here we are." We were both acting like girly girls, screaming. I hugged Brooke. "Call me when you get to your dorm room okay?"
"Sure no problem."
With that, we were both separated. I was now at the front of my dorm, okay the moment of truth. Is he a total nerd or a cutie? I opened the door to find a boy pulling strings on a guitar. He had brown hair, he was wearing black jeans, a white shirt, with a black leather jacket. Wow, maybe Brooke was right, he is hot. I think I'm staring, "Can I help you?" He looked up at me.
"Oh um no, yes, I um- I'm Faith, your room mate." He nodded. Instead of introducing himself he went back to playing his guitar. "And you are?" I asked without thinking.
"Shawn." He said coldly. Wow, I thought he would be the sweet kind. I put my suitcase on my bed and took off my white sweater.
"Well, this is awkward." I gave him a nervous laugh. I don't ever stop talking do I? Faith shut your goddamn self up sometimes. He didn't reply.
I sat on my bed and turned on my phone. I decided to text Brooke and tell her about my room mate instead.
Me: hey
Brooke: is he cute?
Me: well hello to you too
Brooke: gosh faith, is he cute or not?
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Figuring out the Bad boy // Shawn Mendes
Fanfiction"Shawn..how come you never tell me anything? I always have to ask when I want to know something.." "You can ask me anything, and I'll tell you." "Why don't you tell me yourself?" "I want you to take the time to figure me out." He told me.
