It's time to begin, isn't it? I get a little bit bigger but then I'll admit. I'm not the same as I was. Now don't you understand? That I'm never changing who I am.

-Imagine Dragons, It's Time

Ever since I was a little girl, I always dreamed of New York. I thought it would be impossible to make it, because of my past, but I did. I finally did. I've lived in London with Mick since I was 7 years old. I am American, Mick is my adopted brother. On my 7th birthday, my parents were driving me to my surprise birthday party, but started fighting and got into a head-on collision with a drunk driver. I was left orphaned, but only for a few weeks. Mick's parents, friends of my parents, took me in as their own and gave me a great life. As a child, my parents were careless. They fought a lot, mostly about money and my dad's insecurities to cheating. I vowed I would never fall in love after what I thought was love in high school.

I looked into my apartment. It's cute, spacey. Enough room for four people and a big enough kitchen and living room for a small get together, at least for my brother Mick, his girlfriend Amber, me and a guest room. We all moved from London to New York to go to NYU.

"Nina? Could you come help with—"

"Ow! Mick! You dropped it on my foot!"

"Sorry Ambs! Nins come help with these suitcases please?"

I couldn't help but laugh as I made my way down the stairs.

"Mick could you try not to break Amber's foot for once?" I asked teasing him about his clumsiness.

"Oh just grab this suitcase!"

"Okay fine… wimp!"

Then I grabbed the suitcase and ran before he could say anything.

Once we got everything packed, we decided to take a look around the city. Since Amber hates anything public, we walked. We saw everything I have always wanted to see, all in one day. We even took a tour on our new campus, which is only 2 blocks away from our new apartment. Everything is perfect.

As we were walking back to the apartment, I came face first to a wall.

When I looked up, though, I didn't see a giant wall. I saw the face of a guy. A very handsome guy, actually.

"Oh, gosh! I'm sorry!" Exclaimed the guy.

"It's fine. It was my fault." I say as he tried helping me up.

"Hi, I'm Fabian." He added with an outstretched hand.

"Nina." I said as I took his hand to help me up.

He just smiled and asked "Are you new around here?"

I shook my head yes as I stared into his blue eyes. They were deep and bright and had small flecks of bright green in them making them absolutely gorgeous. His brown hair came down to his eyebrows and was flipped to the left. He had dazzling white teeth and a perfect smile.

I felt my heart do flips in my chest and I looked down and noticed I was still holding his hand. I blushed and let my hand drop back beside my leg. I looked at the ground and was about to walk away when he spoke up.

"NYU?" He asked me as I was turning around.

"Huh?" I asked then looked down noticing my NYU t-shirt.

"Oh, yeah I'm a freshman."

"Really? Me too." He commented with excitement showing in his eyes.

I then noticed he had a British accent.

"Wow so maybe I will be seeing you around then?" I asked surprising myself at how hopeful I sounded.

"Yeah I guess we will." He smiled at me.

"Well, I better go catch up with my brother. Bye Fabian." I said about to turn away.

"Wait, you look familiar. Who is your brother?" He asked trying to get me to talk to him more.

"Mick Campbell." I said watching him.

"Mick? Wait… I know that name! He used to be my best mate back in high school! How is he?" He asked excitedly looking around for him.

"He's good. Do you want me to get him?" I asked surprising myself at how hopeful I sounded at spending more time with Fabian.

"Well, I actually have to be somewhere. How about you give me his number and I'll give him a call sometime, yeah?" He asked looking down at his watch.

"Sure." I said writing it down and handing it to him.

"Thank you. I'll call him right after I get off from work. I really have to go now. Bye Nina!" He gave me a quick smile and jogged to work. At least I will get to see him again. On my way back home I let my thoughts trail back to Fabian. His gorgeous features, that dazzling smile… I stopped myself there. I was not about to like this boy. I went years vowing against exactly this. I was not about to throw everything away for a boy I just met. Or think I just met… Just get your head straight, Nina!

I get home and tell Mick about Fabian. Mick remembers him too. I wonder why I don't. If they were best mates through high school, I must have met him before.

When he calls Mick, they talk for what seems like forever. When he finally gets off the phone, he tells me all about Fabian. Why do I not remember him? And more importantly… why did I feel my heart speed up when I looked into his eyes?