2. The Blue Haired Boy

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Today is the first day of classes, finally. To be honest, I hate those events which you have to attend everytime you just got in to new schools or college or uni. I've always wanted to just get into the course already. That doesn't mean I love studying, except this one I guess. I'm excited to finally study what I've been wanting since a long time ago. Also I have to go through some fights with my parents about the major I'm going to study.

I'm majoring in Film and Television at Tisch School of arts NYU. My parents flipped when I said I wanna study Film, they're like "Film is something that you can learn by yourself and you don't have to go to uni for that". Even though they're sometimes those cool parents but not when it comes to education . It's easier for my brother cause he wanted to dive in to the engineering fields and my sister wanted to study law. They're cool with those kind of majors but not art majors. But the good news is I finally got in and fought for what I wanted.

I make my way to the bathroom to take a quick shower cause I think I'm about to be late by now. After I took a quick shower I put on my underwear and bra. Oh wow, it's actually matching. I put on my jeans and wait- where is my shirt?!? Did I forgot to bring it to the bathroom with me? Well nice one, Addie. Now you gotta run to your bathroom with towel to cover your upper area.

I open the door of the bathroom and making an invisible bee-line towards my bedroom before I decide to run. But you know what? The author always like to see me suffer, right. (Well, of course. If not this story won't be good) My head collided with another head making me fall to the ground and lose the grip on my towel.

"Since when you grow boobs?" Nick asked, looking at my exposed upper body, well not so exposed cause I'm wearing a bra but still.

"Since I only have X chromosomes." I said as I cover my upper body with towel and walk away to my bedroom. I put on a striped shirt and gather all the things that I need and put it into my backpack. I put on some yellow converse and make my way out from my bedroom.

"Just wanna tell ya, its a bit chilly out there." He said, looking at my choice of outfit. I just shrugged him off and walk past him to the hallway. I make my way to the elevator and push the L button.

I greet the receptionist that I haven't tried to remember his name but I'm trying to be polite here. As the cold air of New York hits me, I regret my decision not listening to what Nick said. Should I just swallow my pride and go back to take my hoodie? Or just walk away and let the cold air sink in my skin all day?

"Here take my hoodie." Nick offered me out of nowhere. Also I didn't realize that I've been hugging myself these whole time.

"Nah I don't-" before I could finished my sentence Nick forcefully put the hoodie on me.

"Look, it's already 8 am. You better run or you'll be late for your first day." He reminded me as he look at his watch. Wait it's 8 am already?!? My class is in 5 minutes.

I run away to the subway station, hoping that I took the right decision. The door was about to be closed when I had a chance to slip in.

"Hey, you went to Juilliard too?" Suddenly a guy looking like those e-boy on the internet asked me out of nowhere. "I'm Brandon."

"Well, I don't ask for your name and why do you ask that like I will tell that to a stranger." I stated, looking at him with a stern expression on my face.

"Rough morning?" He asked while smiling.

He's seriously can't take a hint, isn't he?

"Well, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to invade your privacy." He said finally shutting his mouth.

Did I say that out loud?

"Yeah, you kinda did." An old woman who's sitting beside me said.

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