Cambridge

Skylar's P.O.V
I wake up to the buzzing of my alarm, I quietly groan and lean off the bed to reach my alarm clock. I slowly get out of bed and check the time, 5:15am, I sigh and walk over to my dresser and pull out some jogging clothes. I also grab my Ipod, earbuds, and nikes. I slip them on and head out the door carful not to wake my roomates, I remeber I saw a track and field when I took a tour of the collage. I pop my earbuds in and blast a random song, I start off with a light jog but end up making a dead sprint after a few minuets. I slow down and collapse on the soft grass, I take a deep breath and feel the warm morning sun on my skin. I close my eyes and take it in when suddenly someone nudges my arm, my eyes fly open revealing the boy in Rachels picture, her brother. I take my earbuds out and raise my eye brow at him,"Oh good, for a minuet there I thought you were dead." He said with a laugh, oh god, Rachel didn't mention he had an accent. I laughed nervously and quickly got off the grass,"Uh yeah, as you can see I'm defiantly not dead so.. I'll see you." I said giving him a little wave before running off. I ran all the way back to the dorm to find Tricia and Rachel still sleeping,"Get up guys, its already 7!" I say and shake them both, they groan at the same time and roll out of bed. I walked over to my dresser and put on some clothes and left, I make my way to my first class and sit in the middle of the sea of chairs. I take a deep breath trying to calm my nerves as the professor walks in, I look around and notice the whole room is filled with students. I see that Rachels also in this class, she's sitting two seats to the right. I smile nervously at her as she gives me a thumbs up, I sigh and shrink back in my chair waiting for this class to be over.

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