CHAPTER 1

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I wake up at 7 am today. Usually, I like to sleep in till nine before I get my day going. Most people would reach for coffee, but I've never been a fan, that shit is nasty. I don't know how people drink it, I'm more of a smoothie kind of girl.

It's the first day of my last year at university and to say I'm nervous is one hell of an understatement. If things go according to plan, then I'll be graduating this year.

I'm Natasha Bromley, but my friend's call me Nat. I'm 21 and turning 22 in a few weeks. I'm also majoring in Marketing, Branding, and Advertising at the University of Gloucestershire.

To say that university has been crazy is putting it lightly. I was a wild one first, and second year. I was out every weekend, and if dancing was involved then I was there, the funny thing is I don't drink at all, but I was definitely the life of the party!

Now, I've calmed down and maybe go out once or twice a month. I currently live with my two best friends Niamh and Iris, we've been friends since boarding school, and we decided to go to the same university because why not, we've been inseparable. They put up with my craziness because Lord knows I can be a handful, they have my back, and I have theirs, as it should be.

I get out of bed and pull an oversized t-shirt on. I don't think Niamh or Iris would fancy seeing me topless first thing in the morning. I head over to the kitchen to make a smoothie and bump into Iris.

"You're up early," I say

"It's weird. I can't sleep past 7 for some reason on the first day of class, and it's like my body clock just says 'Bitch get up'"

"Yeah, same, Niamh up yet?"

"Nah, she got in pretty late from Dean's, so she's probably still asleep."

"Well, she's gonna hate me cuz I'm about to make a smoothie, and it's about to be noisy."

Iris shrugs and reaches into the cabinet, grabbing two bowls; she smirks at me because she knows I'm not going to say no to her. I sigh and grab the ingredients out of the freezer along with some granola from the pantry.

" What time is your first class?" I ask as I start dumping the frozen berries into the blender

"Not till noon."

"Fuck I hate you, mine's at 9. Good thing we live walking distance from campus, because I don't think I'd be able to function if I had to commute."

"Tell me about it."

I plug in the blender and turn it on, not even 10 seconds later Niamh steps out of her room and glares at me.

"Sorry, babe," I say apologetically, not sorry, though.

"Why does this have to happen this early, though?"

I shrug

"Iris and I are up early and for some reason, and we're hungry."

She rolls her eyes and hops onto the stool beside Iris while I empty the contents into a bowl.

"Want some?"

She shakes her head.

"Nah, I'll have some coffee instead."

"So how's Dean? Is he still talking about marriage?" I snicker at her, Niamh and Dean have been dating since our first year, Iris and I thought they would have moved in together by now, but she said she wanted to be with us girls and honestly I didn't mind if she decided to live with him. I like Dean, he's a great guy who loves her unconditionally, treats her well and makes her happy. If he didn't, we would've had a problem.

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