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🥀 C H A P T E R 74 🥀

Chris in the mm🥳

Never Lose Yourself While Trying To Hold On To Someone Who Doesn't Care About Losing You. 

Anonymous P O V

Nova yawned, covering her mouth with her hand, scrolling through the UCSF website. Her black Paper Mate pen tapped against her papers, another yawn escaping her mouth. She looked at the dates on her calendar ahead of her, finding a non-busy weekend to plan a quick campus visit.

After thinking and much procrastination, Nova decided on going with her first collage choice, the one she had been wanting to go to, which is the University of California, San Francisco. Acceptance letter from her second choice of school were out earlier this week, of course herself getting accepted. But it came too late for her, she had already been thinking on UCSF.

Acceptance college enrollments were due May 30th, which was literally today, the college had recommended to turn your acceptance in at least a month prior before the deadline. Her procrastination was out of this world.

Most acceptance response letters were due back in October and November, but that for those who were early applicants. Nova, of course, not being one of them. So she had to wait and apply later on, basically putting more stress on herself, like she was doing now, to get everything settled and make sure she was definitely going to that college.

Nova planned on doing a campus tour without any other students, seeing what she would be in for. After that she would send in her financial aid and first final deposit. Then she would be set.

Earlier that day, in which it was now around eleven in the evening, Nova had sent an email into the colleges admission office, to make a tour reservation. She had talked to Mrs. Miller earlier at school on what to do and soon figured out every step.

Nova sighed shutting her laptop and reaching over to set it on her desk, along with her papers and calendar. She plugged her phone up to the charger before getting up to turn the lights off, then laying back down.

Tomorrow was the first to last day of school for seniors. No one was really expected to show up on Friday only because everyone was busy getting things ready for Saturday.

Nova had began to get a little more anxious and nervous as each day went by, she was excited yet scared. This was a huge milestone in life, and she was thinking of each and every way that it could be messed up.

What if I trip and fall while walking across the stage?

What if I get up to the podium and completely freeze?

What if I forget to shake someone's hand?

What if I stutter with every word I speak?

Many other worries had been through her head all throughout the week, some worse than others. She was hoping that in the moment of graduation happening all her nerves would go away and everything would be done perfectly. But she seriously doubted that would happen.

Nova had already planned to wear a full face of water proof makeup, knowing herself all too well. The simplest things could make her cry.