Cinnamon [COMPLETE] (Unedited)

First meet

When the time came for me to go to college I was offered a full music scholarship for the college I wanted to study biology in.

Moving in my dorm room was a fun and scary experience at the same time. I was back in Canada, leaving my father and Ethan with his girlfriend behind and walking in a whole new chapter of my life.

The walls of my dormroom were messily painted in blue paint and one side of the room was nice, tidy and full of stuff and obviously another person lived there. Her name was Zena and she was his sister.

Her cute pastel colored style came in total contrast to my edgy harsh one. She would almost always wear skirts or cute dresses and had her light brown hair neatly tied in a ponytail or bun on top of her head

I , on the other hand, would always wear either jeans or joggers and tank tops,t-shirts and hoodies with my all time favorite Vans shoes. My blue hair always long and free or in a messy braid or bun. Along with my brow piercing always intimidating people along with Zena even though once you get to know me I'm a pretty ok and sweet person. She never tried to get to know me until he came in the picture.

Everyone in campus thought I was weird and a freak. I never did anything wrong or bad, i just liked dying my hair and having a pierced brow and ears. So what?

My orchestra professor thought I was in the wrong classroom on the very first day. People always judge you based on your looks. They think they know everything about your life because they can see you riding your skateboard around with your hair dyed and your brow pierced.

Hypocrites

Once I was settled in my dormroom,I decided to take a look around campus.

Walking around helped me clear my head. I was walking for a solid hour and my feet had started burning so I stopped and sat down on a bench near the geology building. There were beautiful trees and flowers all around. The leaves on the trees were the color of the sunset giving the place a melancholic but at the same time beautiful look.

Few moments later I saw a guy coming towards me. He sat on the bench beside me and without a word got a large sketchbook out of his messenger bag and started drawing.

Now, I have always been a very...curious; person.So I naturally glanced at his paper over his shoulder. At first, what I saw caused me to feel surpised. Then made me blush and finally made my blood boil.

It was ME that he was drawing. That creepy pervert! I shot up from where I was sitting . "What the frick man"? I shot him a WTF look while taking a step back feeling self consious.

He just calmly looked up at me with those stormy grey eyes of his and spoke with his husky voice. "Would you mind sitting back down? I'm not finnished". The nerve of that guy! I huffed and stormed off annoyed.

Who was that guy?

If only I knew at that time that he would change everything for me...

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