Chapter 1
Warning ⛔️ 18+
Today is the first day of the rest of my life. Well okay maybe I’m being a little Dramatic. Today is my first day of College. I roll over as I turn my alarm off on my phone. I squint as I try to read my notifications to make sure nothing has happened while I was dead to the world. I am a heavy sleeper.
I grab my glasses and robe while walking to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Yes a pot, I require a love of liquid encouragement to be a morning person. I walk towards my closet grabbing the outfit I chose last night for my first big day. I turn my shower on while hopping in being very carful to not get my hair wet. I fixed my hair yesterday trying to help myself out.
I quickly put on my favorite lotion, makeup, and replace my glasses for contacts. I grab my cream fitted dress and I paired it with a dark brown belt. I grab my favorite nude high heels. Man I LOVE high heels. They bring out my inner model.
I am 5 foot 10, and I have long brown hair. I’ve always hated my hair because of it being so boring, but thanks to the Kardashians I’m now “trending”. Looking in the mirror happy with my hard work.
I head straight to the coffee pot making my condo smell like heaven on earth. I pour the heavenly liquid in my to go cup while grabbing my briefcase and keys. I wanted to leave early and get a good seat knowing that this class was super popular. I get on the elevator headed down to the lobby checking my watch with a smile.
“Good morning Ms. West. Good luck on your first day at Harvard.” Spoke the manager of the hotel as I walk by. “Thank you Jeff.” I said with a soft smile. “Your father would be proud.” He said as he opened the door to the lobby. All I could do was smile. Jeff closes the door returning to work.
“Daddy I want to be just like you” i yelled as I follow my father around the farm. He reaches down to pick me up. “Baby, I want you to do better then me. You are so smart. Reach for the stars darling.” I smile as I hug him as tightly as my tiny arms could.
I feel my eyes begin to burn. No! Not today. I walk towards my parking garage. *peep peep* I opened the door to my black 2022 Mercedes-Benz CLA-Class. Man.. I love this car.
As I drove toward the school all of my insecurities started to flood back.
Sitting in a crowded living room with my boyfriends arm draped around me as a sign that I was his property. Knowing I was far to young to even have a boyfriend and this would be considered Inappropriate if we lived anywhere other then the south.
He is talking to his friends about last nights game, and alll the reasons why they lost. Other then the obvious being they suck. I started to speak but was cut off. “Oh baby, good things you’re pretty.” Patting me on the back while laughing at me with his friends. My cheeks began to radiate with embarrassment.
Yes this was ages ago, but I have always been known by my looks only. So when I posted about my acceptance to Harvard no one believed me. I smiled to myself knowing that I dumped my ex’s ass after a horrible two months. Jokes on you asshat.
Pulling into a random parking spot. I grabbed my things and locked the door to my car. Suddenly very grateful that I took the tour of the campus before today. I knew right were I was going. Glancing down at my watch “perfect” I said with a sigh.
As I walked the beautiful hallways leading toward my first class at Harvard. I couldn’t help but feel proud. The odds were NOT in my favor. I’m so thankful I have tunnel vision.
I Open the door to my classroom almost spilling my coffee. A flash of relief pulses through my body as I look up my eyes about pop out of my head. I knew I was early, but I was not that early. It takes me several minutes to realize I was staring at a beautiful blue-eyed boy. As a smirk spreads across his mouth. “ you may want to close your mouth, unless you wanna use it.” He said with a laugh.
I about died right then and there.
