Please Stay

Please Stay

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"My worst enemy is memory" -unknown First year of college. Parties, sororities, dorms, and drama. Though, my first year of college was nothing like what I expected... Hi, my name is Chantel and I'm 19. I have chocolate brown eyes with dark wavy brown hair with a light brown ombré. Im about 5'5 feet tall and I'm half-filipino and half-American. My skin was a little tanned but not as much. I love to sing and write songs about my experiences. I'm majoring in theater, and my dream is to become a musical actress on Broadway. My roommate is a girl named Olivia, and she's 19. She's about 5'4 feet tall, a little shorter than me. She has dark blue eyes like the ocean during nighttime and wavy blond hair with a light blue ombré. Her skin was light but not quite as light as porcelain. She's full American with a sassy smile. She loves to go shopping and is one of those preppy girls fresh from high school. She was majoring in pre-law. Chris was a guy that is about 5'6 feet tall. He had fawn colored hair that was cut on the sides and was high on the top. His eyes were light blue like the sky. His skin was a little tanned but not as much. He was half-American and half-Canadian He had a beautiful angelic voice like mine. He majored in music and his dream was to be a famous pop singer like Zayn Malik. He was the kind of guy that all the girls would fall for, but he wasn't the guy that took advantage of it. He was very nice and doesn't believe that looks was everything. He was literally the perfect guy, I mean who can you not fall for him? I wish I never did...
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Every girl has 'that' crush. You know what I'm talking about. The one boy who's the first thought on your mind when you wake up, and the last thought before you go to sleep. The one you carefully select your clothes for, don your best makeup, and style your hair perfectly for. I had 'that' crush. Brock was hot; he was sexy and alpha, with dark smoldering eyes and tattoos that littered his rock-hard body. My poor seventeen-year-old heart had no clue how to handle it, because my badass crush wasn't a boy. He was a man; a nightclub owning married man, who also happened to be my best friend's stepdad. I wasn't the only one who was crushing on Emma's stepdad. He knew it too, but the best part about Brock was that he looked like a badass, he acted like a badass, but he treated every single teenage girl in his home with the utmost respect. He had plenty of admirers, but Emma hated anyone who flaunted their shit in front of him. He'd taken her dad's place. He'd moved in not two months after she'd lost him and had tried to 'parent' her. We hated him together; but secretly I adored him. I spent almost three years in a hoodie, scowling at the hottest man in L.A. The day he left Emma's mom was the happiest and saddest day of my life. If you're going to lose your crush, though, ripping it off like a band-aid is the best way to do it. One day he was there and the next he was gone. And now, seven years later, I'm about to walk into his nightclub and audition for him. He's not the man I remember. He's sexier, more intense, and has connections that are not exactly as wholesome as I assumed. But that only makes me want him more....

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