The excitement is still palatable as we walk out of building C. The unusually warm Oregon air sweeps my chestnut hair across my face as we step through the propped open metal doors. Shoulder to shoulder, we make our way towards our freedom. I already know her grades are nothing but stellar. Rolling her eyes, she flips her hair over a slender shoulder. I narrow my eyes as I scan the mass of moving bodies in the hallway, smiling when I spot a bobbing blonde bouncing my way. I can’t believe my first year in college has rolled by so quickly. Congratulations and stay out of trou–” The professor’s voice is drowned out by the loud cheers and rushed sounds of my fellow classmates hastily exiting the building as the last bell of the year chimes, signifying that it’s the start of summer break. “Students! You’ve survived your first year of college. They just were.”Īpiercing ring blares through the speakers, jolting me from my daydream. To my Wattpad readers always slow dance while they scream. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the product of the authors imagination or used in a fictious manner.
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