People are always telling you 'just be yourself'. But sometimes it's not enough. Or what about 'Live your dream, and don't dream your life'. Well, nobody said it would be easy to fullfil your own dreams, but no one said it would be that tough. And another great slogan: 'It doesn't matter where you're from, important is who you are'. But nobody told me what to do if people don't wanna get to know you. The students around me showed me that I didn't belong here. On the most expensive university in California. Porsche, Mercedes, Ferrari, all the cars were standing on the parking lot, right in front of the bulding. Girls with Hermes, Louis Vuitton, Prada, Gucci and Chanel clothes and accessories. I felt pretty stupid in my Forever 21 clothes. I wasn't that poor. As my grandparents died, they inherited me enough money to pay university and housing. My parents couldn't.
I walked around the coridor to find the room of my first class. Everybody was looking at me, like I was a freak. Okay, I just need to walk fast enough. And right away, I bumbed into someone and my stuff fell on the ground. Great. He guy sighed. He got down on his knees and collected my stuff, so fast that I was still standing there. He was gorgeous. Tall, muscular, brown short hair, tanned. Wow. He stood up and... his eyes, long lashes. "New here?" he asked? Not smiling at all. I nodded. "Okay. Better watch out next time." he said, gave me my stuff back and walked away. "So, you met James Maslow?" I turned around and saw a guy in front of me. "Well, I bumped into him." I answered. "Better watch out. He's one of our famous guys on college." Great, another 'watch out' within a minute. "I'm Brandon by the way." he said, reached out his hand and smiled. Finally, a smiling from a student. "I'm Blair." I shock his hand. "Where do you have to go?" Brandon asked. I looked on my paper and answered. "To Mr. Finlay's class." "Great, me too. Come on. He doesn't like students being late." he mentioned and winked at me. We walked down the coridor and I wanted to know more about this mysterious guy. "So, what about James?" I asked my new 'friend'. "James father is a really hugh lawyer in Los Angeles. His family has to much money. Every semester they donate a huge amount of money to the university. James Maslow is a womanizer. I can't remember he ever had a girlfriend, but a lot of one-night-stands. The girls love him, and he get what he wants." he said and shrugged his shoulders.
We went inside the lecture hall and sat down in the middle. The door opened again and James walked inside, with another guy. "That's Matthew Jenkins. Best friend of James. Another asshole on college." Brandon wispered. A few girls said 'Hi James' and he thanked him with a light smile. He sat down a few chairs away from me. Mr. Finlay walked inside the room, in the front and started the class right away. Matthew looked at me and wispered something to James. He just shock his head and followed the class.
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Seasons Of Desire
FanfictionJames is a rich and cool guy on the famous private university in California. Just the richest kids come here. Except Blair. She's not part of all of this. She met James and he's using her for fun. One sad and terrible destiny brings them closer. Bu...