Today was back to the new routine, waking up early and getting ready for school.
Yay my favourite..
Though I wasn't very pumped for today, I wanted to get through the day as fast as I could because tomorrow is my first visitation day, and my papa will be coming to see me.
I couldn't wait to tell him about everything so far, Niko, Vincent, going to a party and making friends the first week of school.
I felt like he was going to be ecstatic about the fact I was actually enjoying myself.
This year has been hell for the both of us, more so him since he can actually remember everything, while I can't.
He had full memory of any bad thing that may have happened, he didn't have the luxury of forgetting it, as if it never happened.
I couldn't wait for tomorrow, just to see his face when I tell him all about how great its been. In all honesty I didn't think it was going to go as well as it has.
I didn't even want to come here when papa first mentioned it, but I'm so glad I came because I would've never got to experience this fun and happiness of life.
I feel like I've never really lived even though I'm alive.
I would've never had the chance to meet Niko either.
Or Vincent.
God, I couldn't even think of a world where I didn't know who Vincent was.
Picturing his angelic face in my mind, those eyes, lips.
He was too perfect to not know, thanks to something stupid I apparently did, I was lucky enough to meet the fine specimen himself.
I could daydream about him all day.
He coincidentally sits right behind me in my human anatomy class, the first day he didn't even show up so I had no clue he took this class, but today when I saw him as I walked in and took a seat.
I was completely shocked.
This wasn't a mandatory course either, so he picked this specific one on his own.
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Forgetting The Bad Boy
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