I used to

I used to have only one friend

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His greens eyes go straight from friendly to panicked in a heartbeat when he realizes what time it is. When he looks back at me, we both burn into a laugh, 'I am Mario' he introduces himself with a huge smile, and I smile back, relieved to find a friendly face among the college jungle.

Walking back to the dorms together, I learn that he is Italian, wants to become a writer and that we both are lit student and having a common literature history class the following day so we agree to grab coffee together that morning.

Back into my dorms, I open carefully the door in case Jenny would be back before me but discover with surprise that our dorm is empty. I feel pretty relieved to have a night on my own even though I feel another emotion, disappointment? Without questioning my feelings any longer, I go straight to bed.

7:00 a.m, and even though I can definitely feel the consequences of my late excursion, I am much more excited by the journey that is going to be college. I quickly get up and put on a black pant and a white shirt I kept for the event. I decide only to braid my hair from the top of my head and to wear my favorite necklace, a small locket with the shape of the moon that my father gave me before I left.

Once ready, I grab my backpack and head the uni coffee shop to meet Mario. He welcomes me with one of his huge smiles: "Why don't you look you slept only 4 hours Bea?" I laugh and grab the book he was reading when I arrived: "Tentation ugh? I didn't know you were into cheesy romances" I tease.

He pretends he didn't hear me while ordering our coffees and I use that brief moment to take a look around, the room is pretty small but super cozy with circular tables and a few students got the same idea as us since people are making early study and laughing all around me. When I turn around, I drive into someone and can only hear a cuss and spot a blue hair leaving.

Confused, I turn back to notice that Mario is waiting for me, I smile back at him while we head to our class together.

We enter the class at 10 to 8:00 for there is nobody in the room except a small girl sitting in the front with a pile of books on her table. When she turns around, I only see her huge glasses and her messy bun, she looks kinda nerdy but when she gives us a shy smile, I look at Mario and we silently agree before to sit right next to her: " I'm Beatrice, but everyone calls me Bea", I introduce myself with a comforting smile.

Once Mario did the same, she explains to us that she is a lit student as well except that she is the first one in her family to go to college and that she is under a lot of pressure to keep her scholarship.

By the time we all get to know each other, the room filled and I surprise myself watching around the room to spot a blue hair.

But I quickly come back to reality at the sound of my first teacher entering the room. He is pretty small, his brown hair perfectly brushed and his square glasses on the bottom of his nose.

He writes his name on the table: 'Mr. Storp' and moves on his teaching methods: "In my class, I privilege teamwork and projects, you're going to team up on teams of 4 and all work on a century and his influence on our current literature"

By the end of the hour, I teamed up with Mario, my new friend Lisa end a random guy named Luc. He looks incredibly self-confident and didn't stop starring at me with his blue eyes the whole time. He waves to my class-mates and head to my dorm, since I don't have any class before 3 p.m.

I always loved to walk on my own, it allows me to clean up my mind and day-dreaming flr a while. I stroll around campus, it is a beautiful sunny day and I love watching people casually sitting on the grass or exercising outside, it makes campus seems so full of life...

Focused on my thought, I don't even think about my roommate and penetrate the room without knocking big mistakes.

I step back at the view of Jenny leaning on a blond girl, wearing only a pant and a red bra letting a wide view on her chest, and Jenny, roughly starting to kiss every part of her body. Neither of them paying attention to me.