Olivia Karizslowski split her summer between family, work, and training for the upcoming soccer season at Hobart and William Smith Colleges, a private liberal arts institution in upstate New York. She was a little older, a little wiser, and more than ready to head into her sophomore year now that she knew what she had to do: ten pills a day, and watch what she ate so she didn't end up feeling like a tack-filled balloon. Boys were the last thing on her mind, as there was being a biology major, a soccer player, a complete klutz, a spaz, and occasionally catching some sleep to keep her occupied. She'd been ridin' solo for over a year, and that was just fine. Until life decided to be funny, Ford side-mirrors got lower, and irony became tangible. Between football boys, odd nicknames, shiners, ER visits, physics tests, a boy named Murphy, general academic woes, and maybe making the NCAA tournament, Ollie thought then she had more than enough to keep her on her toes. Now she's pretty sure she needs a crash helmet if she's going to survive this year, two semesters in and four floors up.
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