Always So complicated (Frat Boy)

Always So complicated (Frat Boy)

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College: the few years following highschool where you go to countless parties during the week and devote a mere hour for your studies and flunk all exams. That was my view on college when I stepped through the large forged doors opening up to my new home. Of course I was never like that. I would chose a Charles Dickens novel over the biggest party of the year any time. I would rather do an advanced Maths course than hang out with these weed smoking idiots that spent their school year sleeping around. But what if I didn't have a choice? Lets not twist our minds around that unrealistic question. Of course I would NEVER involve my self in any kind of activity with them... Well at least that's what I thought when I placed my first step into the college grounds of United College of the World, San Francisco campus.
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(COMPLETED ✓) At Doncaster Central, there are specific cliques that everyone belongs to. There's the Athletic Boneheads, the Prissy and Posh Populars, the Badass Assholes, the Obnoxious Jokers who love to party, and then there are the typical Nerds. And then there are the people like me who are the Creative Artsy ones who are either musically inclined, are fancy with a brush, or enjoy breaking down on stage in front of hundreds of people. At least, this is what I used to think. After getting stuck in a class with one of the most hated and geeky boys in school, Harry Styles, I tried my best to get out while I could. But I was already on the highway to hell and it was one-way. I had no choice but to play nice. This could either be the best thing to ever happen, or my worst nightmare. copyright © 2013 kwrites - Cover Cred to @tChilo01 -

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