AN: This idea started floating around in my head after reading a couple of modern AU's centered around college. I added a twist of my own, which I don't think I've seen so far in any Reylo fanfics. I would love to explore developing this into a longer storyline, but I'm still focusing on my other works in progress, and wanted to see how well this would be received first. So, for now, this is just an extra fluffy one-shot. Please leave a reveiw and tell me what you think! Enjoy!

P.S. Kylo's a sensitive Wookie at heart and he has big feels about everything. He's definitely a lovesick puppy dog!

Update: I'm adding Chapter Song Lists to the bottom of each chapter, for anyone who's interested in listening to the music I imagine our Reylo characters are listening to. Also made some minor edits to this chapter. There may be more in the future. Enjoy! :)

A Crash Course in Attraction, Polarity, And The Butterfly Effect

He despised sidewalks. Too many people. Always crowded. Always bustling. Never enough space to breathe. Just kriffing breathe. Was that too much to ask for? He often wished he had a force shield, or an invisible dome to repel the mouth-breathing hoards. With a mere flick of the wrist, he could simply clear a path, tossing them all to the side, appendages flailing as they collapsed like ragdolls. He smirked at the thought. One could dream… But, since he wasn't some sort of hell-bent space wizard, he'd have to settle for shallow, nasally breaths, tensed shoulders, and clenched fists hidden in deep hoodie pockets.

If that wasn't enough to put people off, his towering form and brooding visage ought to do the trick. A menacing obelisk, he was the epitome of inner turmoil and reclusiveness. Thick, tousled, raven waves fell just above his shoulders, masking his prominent ears. He wore onyx Bose headphones, Bluetooth capable, to block out the cacophony of street noise and mindless banter. Black and chrome Oakleys concealed deep brown eyes with obsidian centers. If it weren't for the sunglasses, his eyes could pierce through someone's soul, sucking it into oblivion like destructive twin black holes. The weathered black hoodie he kept pulled up over his head only added to his shady appearance. And that wasn't taking into account the dark, baggy cargo pants crisscrossed with chains and zippers, or the well-worn leather combat boots.

Indeed, he was a force to be reckoned with. And today of all days, he was feeling particularly tempestuous. On a scale of "glowing embers" to "raging inferno", he was a resounding "watch the world burn". He was late. Very late. It was only the third day of classes, and he was already setting a new personal record. He might have been proud, if he weren't still feeling the effects of last night's mini-binge, and he'd already managed to misplace his Quantum Physics textbook. Not a great start for a first-year grad student.

He pulled his smartphone out of the side pocket on his cargos and fumbled with the playlist he'd been listening to on shuffle. He needed a change of pace to get him through the next several miserable, agonizing, and tediously grueling hours. He had a flare for dramatic theatrics when it came to his emotions. Such exaggerated sentiments deserved an epic soundtrack. It was going to be a Skillet kind of day. "Burn It Down" it is, then. He started to shove the phone back in his pocket as he rounded the corner of the canvas library, but the device instantly went flying, along with a stack of books that weren't his. He cursed, a high-pitched voice shrieked, and the voice's small-framed owner crashed gracelessly into his solid form.

"Kriff!"

"I'm so sorry!"

The girl stumbled backwards a bit, then hastily knelt on the ground to grab her fallen books.

"The hell! Watch where you're going! What are you, a freshman?!"

He yanked his headphones down around his neck and quickly snatched his phone off the ground, scowling as he inspected the small crack, freshly formed in the bottom left corner of the screen.

"What? Um, I – no… I'm sorry. I – "

She was suddenly interrupted by the loud barking of a large dog at her side, startling him enough to make him jump back. She seemed completely unfazed as she turned her attention to the vicious looking beast.

"Hush, BB! Hush, boy. I'm alright. Lay down. There… that's a good boy. Good boy."

The dog stopped barking and heeded the girl's command, letting out a disgruntled huff as she pet him. "BB" was warily eyeing the ominous figure, whose penetrating eyes were now seething behind his polarized lenses.

"Dammit… my screen is cracked now. Do you have any idea how much this stupid phone cost me?!"

He expected a clipped retort or frightened plea, but she was now focused on gathering up her books again, seemingly lost in thought. This was unbelievable. He was already late as it is, and now this clumsy girl and her dumb mutt… why the hell does she have a dog on campus, anyway?! He practically ripped the sunglasses off his face, glaring indignantly. He wanted to tear into this incompetent child. She was clearly scatterbrained.

But then, he thought better of yelling again, forcing himself to take a deep breath instead. He reminded himself that he wasn't a complete barbarian. So, with rolled eyes, he slid the phone in his pocket and hung the Oakleys from the collar of his hoodie. Then, he begrudgingly bent down to help her collect the books she seemed to be feeling around for. What on earth was she doing? Was she crying? Oh god, please don't tell me she's a crier. She definitely looked disoriented. He grunted in disapproval. Neither one said a word until they both landed on a book at the same time, their fingers brushing, just barely. His breath hitched in the back of his throat as she snapped her head up to look at him for the first time.

"I'm so sorry, I really am! It was an accident, honestly..."

Her cheeks flushed pink, and he instantly froze, now entirely distracted by the vision before him. His mouth gaped as he was fully struck by brilliant hazel irises. He subconsciously sucked in his breath, noticing her chestnut tresses, which were pulled up into a messy bun, a few stray wisps framing her face. The sunlight made her hair shine, highlighted with streaks of gold. Her rosy cheeks, along with the bridge of her nose, had light freckles scattered all over; soft angel kisses that complimented her striking eyes.

He was suddenly aware that he had been staring for much longer than was socially acceptable, and his fingers also still rested on the book's cover, not even inches away from hers. He abruptly jerked his hand away, averting his gaze downwards, his heart now fluttering for reasons unknown. He could feel the heat rising in his face, feeling painfully self-conscious, and she must have sensed just how uncomfortable he was, because she suddenly spoke again.

"I can pay to get your screen repaired. I'm truly sorry, I had my hands full and I was a bit preoccupied. I'm still trying to learn my way around. I just moved into one of the dorms."

She placed her hands in her lap and began fidgeting with her fingers, casting her eyes toward the ground. He felt like a royal prick now. It wasn't totally her fault. Ok, it wasn't her fault at all. He'd been messing with his kriffing music, instead of looking where he was going, so the only one to blame was himself. And it wasn't like he actually paid for his own phone. The extra phone insurance should cover it anyways. But… god, he loathed apologies. He knew he owed her one for going off on her the way he did. Since when did he start caring about blowing up at other people? He really didn't do apologies. Like… ever.

"No! No… You shouldn't have to… I mean… I should be…."

He let out an exasperated moan.

"I'm not exactly having the best morning. I'm running late for my first course of the day. You don't owe me anything. I guess it's pretty shitty of me to snap like that."

There. That was an acceptable apology… right? He held his breath in anticipation, hoping she wouldn't suddenly explode on him. She furrowed her eyebrows and blinked a couple of times, but she was otherwise very calm. Had he ever met anyone so composed and self-controlled after being chewed out for something they didn't do? How could anyone, under those circumstances, remain so… poised? She slowly relaxed as her impossibly smooth lips curled up into a soft smile.

"It's ok. I'm just glad I didn't hurt you."

He stared blankly, baffled by the absurd notion. She couldn't possibly be more than 110 pounds, and that was probably while soaking wet; he'd barely even felt their impact as massive he was. 6'2" and 187 pounds was not exactly a fair fight against someone as tiny as her.

"You? Hurt me?! You're joking… right?"

He really wasn't sure if she was messing with him or being serious, but a short giggle escaped her lips, so he flashed a lopsided grin and chortled, running his fingers through his hair. Then he cleared his throat and held out his hand to introduce himself.

"I'm…"

He paused, temporarily forgetting his own name.

"… Kylo."

Her brow arched as she tilted her head, curiously. He made a quick note that she appeared to be ignoring his hand. It seemed slightly odd, but perhaps she wasn't a touchy-feely sort of person. God knows he wasn't. Why did he feel the need to exchange pleasantries anyways? Anyone else wouldn't have elicited more than a snide sneer from him as he told them to go kick rocks, to put it mildly. He dropped his hand as she slowly replied.

"Kylo… really? Kylo. That's your actual name?"

She acted genuinely surprised, and the innocent query caught him off guard. He nervously swallowed, his throat feeling dry all of a sudden.

"Well… uh… yeah. Yeah. Kylo's definitely my name."

She scrunched her nose thoughtfully before narrowing her eyes, obviously not buying it.

"Hmmm… no. That doesn't sound right. I don't know that I believe you, "Kylo". But that's ok. Your secrets are yours."

He was taken aback by her accusation, unsure of how to respond. Surely, she didn't recognize him, did she? He flinched when she gently laughed.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to alarm you. I'm not a psychic or anything like that. I'm just… really good at reading people. Anyways… I'm Rey."

She gestured to her dog, his ears perking up as she gently stroked the top of his head.

"And this is BB-8! But I just call him BB. He's kind of my security detail. You can pet him if you like. He's all bark and no bite… most of the time."

Her smile transformed into something more mischievous as she said the last part. Kylo let out an uneasy chuckle.

"Yeah. No, that's ok… I don't think he likes me much."

He began to rise from his crouched position as his legs were becoming stiff, not quite on the verge of falling asleep. Rey moved to stand as well, struggling with her stack of books. He swiftly reached out to take them from her.

"Here, let me take those for you. Do you need any help getting to… wherever you were headed?"

He pulled the books into his arms, even as she tried to interject.

"Oh, no! I'm sure I can figure it out. Didn't you say you're late for class? I'd hate to cause you any more trouble than I already have."

She signaled for BB to stand, and he was instantly at her side again. Kylo shook his head and sighed.

"They've already locked the door by now… I forgot my textbook anyways, so there's not really a point. It's just one class, it's not going to affect me much. And you're not causing me any trouble. If anything, I'm the one creating problems today, so let me make it up to you."

She seemed relieved to hear that. Her reaction made him smile sheepishly.

"Oh! Ok, well then… yeah. I'd be glad to have an extra guide today! My friends, Finn and Poe, normally help me around when I need it, but this is the first day I've had to explore on my own. I haven't quite memorized where the library is from my dorm yet."

She carefully leaned over BB's harness to grab something. It was an odd-looking thing. Kylo noticed that it was bright orange, in stark contrast to the dog's nearly snowy white coat. He guessed BB must have been a lab or retriever mix of some sort. The harness didn't look like anything he'd seen before. It was almost vest-like, with a couple of small zipper pockets and some sort of handle bar to hold onto instead of a regular leash. Rey was undoing a couple of large Velcro straps on the side of the vest, which had been holding on to some sort of… what was that? She began unfolding the white aluminum tubes, and it suddenly dawned on him… Rey was blind. He looked down at the books he was currently holding. There were raised bumps on the covers and spines. His lips parted, his expression mirroring the shock and confusion taking over his brain. He looked at her again, and his face flushed with embarrassment.

"Oh… I'm sorry. I… didn't realize… you're – "

He was too mortified to finish that sentence. The color drained from his face. Rey raised a brow, a quirk tugging at the edge of her mouth as she completed the thought for him.

"Blind?"

He cringed, gritting his teeth until they hurt.

"Kriff… I'm such a dick… I'm so, so sorry."

She burst out laughing, which only puzzled him further.

"You don't have to apologize, really. It's ok!"

But his head was still reeling, trying to form coherent words.

"I… I can't believe I didn't realize sooner… I'm so stupid! I was paying more attention to my damn phone and I – oh my god, I just… you probably hate my guts right now…"

This brought another round of light-hearted giggles from her lips. He became acutely aware of how intoxicating her smiles and laughter were.

"Seriously, it's ok. I've dealt with a lot worse, and I really do understand. I'd be pretty pissed off too if I was late for something important and someone busted my phone. It's cool. No big deal."

Rey's expression was disarming, and he honestly had no clue how someone could constantly be so… radiant. He found himself raking his fingers through his unruly mane again.

"Well… I'm still sorry. You've been looking straight at me this whole time and… shit."

He smacked his forehead and groaned, shaking his head fiercely. What the hell was wrong with him?! Of all the things to say to a blind person… She unexpectedly reached out, cautious but confidently, and gingerly placed a hand on his arm, effectively causing his heart to thump wildly in his chest.

"Hey. It's fine. You're not offending me. I promise. Why don't you help me get back to my dorm and we can chat for a while… I mean… if that's ok with you?"

Kylo stared at her for a moment, flabbergasted by the invitation. He had accomplished an impressive feat, insulting this poor girl and sticking his foot in his mouth at least half a dozen times in the span of ten minutes. And yet, here she was, acting like he wasn't an idiotic asshole, asking him to join her, as if this was just another stroll in the park. He apprehensively accepted her offer.

"Um… yeah… sure. That sounds great."

He shifted her books under one arm and awkwardly rested his free hand against her elbow, unsure of whether he should wrap her arm around his, or place his hand on her shoulder, or back, or… something. Kylo had absolutely no experience with girls, other than occasionally flirting. But even then, he'd always felt uncomfortable. He didn't consider himself to be particularly attractive, yet, there had been plenty of girls who'd tried to throw themselves at him over the years. Most likely for reasons that had nothing to do with who he was, and everything to do with what distinguished family he came from. Still, he had to admit, a part of him enjoyed the attention, and he never had to work for it. His dark, masculine features managed to do all the talking for him.

Now though, standing here with Rey, he was completely out of his element. She had no idea who he was, and it was refreshing, not having someone immediately judging him or trying to get close to him with ulterior motives. But, that also made things more complicated in a way. He was sailing into uncharted waters, and he was sure he was going to sink. She was exceptionally discerning and had already detected that he was lying about his name; what else might she be thinking about him? What if she doesn't like the way his voice sounds? How is she picturing the way he looks? Maybe she's already formed some nasty opinion of him, and she's just too nice to tell him to shove off.

He didn't want her to think he was cross and angry all the time, even though he knew he was. But he also had no idea what was considered too friendly, or what might border on inappropriate and creepy. Absolutely anything could go wrong, and he would undoubtedly be too dense to know when he kriffed up, even if she hit him over the head with it. She must have sensed his uncertainty and discomfiture, because she lifted her head towards him and flashed another honey sweet smile.

"It's ok, I've got BB and my white cane… you can just walk next to me."

Her voice was dripping with kindness. She was light itself, and he felt like he should probably run for his life, but it was as though she'd entranced him somehow.

"Uh… yeah. Ok."

He readjusted the books once again and waited for her to start walking. As they set off at a leisurely pace, she casually asked him a question.

"So… was that Skillet I heard playing through your headphones earlier? I like some of their stuff, though Family Force 5 is more my speed."

His eyes widened, dumbfounded yet again.

"Huh?"

She playfully jabbed his side and quipped.

"I'm blind, not deaf."

He blinked and cocked his head as his brows knit together.

"But… I didn't even have my music turned up that loud… at least, I thought I didn't. My headphones are noise-cancelling… top line too."

She nodded knowingly.

"Yeah, I figured that. The sound quality's great. Clear and smooth. I can hear things most people don't. Not having access to one of your senses forces you to develop heightened sensitivity with everything else. I'm not as good as BB though. He picks up everything! I think he might be part bat."

She jabbed at him again and winked. He comically snorted.

"Oh, yeah. That makes sense. I'm not very observant… apparently."

They continued walking in the direction Rey had originally been coming from, away from the library. He momentarily hesitated, wondering whether or not it was safe to ask another question about her unique abilities.

"So… I'm really not trying to be a douchebag or anything… but… how do you know where I… I mean… you seriously keep looking directly at me – er… dammit. I suck at this."

She giggled airily. Damn that wonderful laugh.

"You know… I think I like you, Kylo. Most people try to figure out how to end the conversation and escape as fast as they can. And they usually don't bother asking me questions… at least, not any noteworthy ones… cowards. Being blind must mean I don't understand social cues and can't function on a basic level, right? That's what I'm guessing they assume anyways. That, and the idea that I must be illiterate or generally unintelligent. Which sounds ridiculous, because, how do they think I managed to weasel my through school, and end up in a place like this?"

He marveled at her matter-of-fact demeanor. Rey continued.

"But, I don't give a rat's ass, to be honest. They'll never get to know me anyways. So, I like to have a little fun and get snarky, in a witty way, of course. I've found that the more cluelessly unaware you act about your situation, the more freaked out they get. Especially when you start doing clever things that 'people like you' shouldn't be able to do. I'm sure everyone thinks I must be a witch. Or a necromancer. And I just let them. Sometimes, I even cackle maniacally, just to make them panic to the brink of a heart attack. I actually made one guy pee his pants once. True story!"

Kylo raised an eyebrow in amusement and smirked. She was a woman after his own heart. Though he was secretly impressed, he couldn't pass up an opportunity to tease her.

"That's one way to get rid of people. I would never have pegged you as the wickedly macabre type. I can't say I've ever had the pleasure of being acquainted with such a paradoxical being. You're an enigma wrapped in an anomaly. How on earth does your bubbly self achieve such ostentatious levels of craftiness?"

She beamed with pride, and he swore he saw an impish twinkle in her eye.

"Despite my typically delightful personality, I assure you, I can have quite the dark side. I'm fluent in sarcasm and have a PHD in unsettlingly morbidness. I probably could have been a modern-day Mary Shelley in another life. I'm awful at storytelling though."

His heart skipped a beat and he could feel butterflies in his stomach. A twisted sense of humor and great taste in music and authors? This woman was perfect. He was falling head over heels, and he was positive she had to be his soulmate. It must be love at first collision. He wanted to marry her. And that was probably an extremely creepy, maybe even borderline psychopathic, thing to think about someone you've known for less than half an hour. But, damn if it wasn't a blissfully seductive fantasy. He was brusquely jolted back to reality when her voice chased the tantalizing wish into the realm of fleeting dreams.

"But, to answer your original question, I'm not totally blind. I'm actually what you would call light perceptive. Being blind isn't as black and white as people think it is. There's a fairly broad spectrum for the visually impaired, ranging from moderate to severe. Some of us are considered legally blind if our vision is limited to blurry shapes, and those who are totally blind don't have light perception at all. I have a sense of bright and dark, and I can see shadows to an extent. Well, at least enough to tell you're pretty tall. Almost a head above me."

A crimson blush crept up Kylo's face, reaching his ears.

"Oh… so… has it been like this your whole life? I mean… were you born blind?"

Her face grew serious and she thought carefully for a moment before giving a reply.

"No… I was able to see for a good part of my childhood. There was… an accident. When I was eight."

He felt his chest tighten slightly.

"Oh… I'm sorry…"

Rey nodded in acknowledgement. They walked silently for a few moments before he spoke again.

"How did it happen?"

She sucked in a sharp breath, and he immediately saw how tense she was now. Realizing this was not a subject she cared to talk about, he attempted to shift the conversation.

"Which dorm are you in? I'm actually in one of the private apartments on campus, not too far from here. It feels like forever, but I was in a dorm freshman year. It's a requirement for first year students."

"D'Qar Hall. I know from the library to the student lounge is a relatively straight shot, and that the residence halls are behind the lounge building… but there's quite a few, and my dorm is the furthest back… towards the parking garages. It's basically a Wonderland maze."

He chortled at the descriptive visual.

"Yeah, I know which one you're talking about. It's older, and pretty run down if you ask me. You didn't request to be assigned to one of the newer dorms? Like Coruscant Hall? It's much closer to everything on campus, and a hell of a lot nicer."

She blushed faintly.

"Oh, I… I'm here on scholarship. I do get a little financial aid for living expenses. But, I have to have enough left in my budget for books and food, plus whatever BB needs. So, I can't really afford to live in a fancy dorm."

Kylo felt a stab in his chest. It was easy to forget that not everyone at the university came from privilege. It was a well-respected institution, and the surrounding area was known for it's high-end communities and wealthy elites. He was practically born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and never had to really think about who was paying for all his stuff. He couldn't seem to stop saying things that made him sound like a prick, and part of him regretted ever bumping into her. All he was doing was ruining her day. Once again, she amazed him with her keen intuition.

"You don't have to beat yourself up you know. I really don't care about all that stuff. I have no use for an extravagant suite. I like simple. Simple is practical and efficient. Besides, D'Qar isn't bad at all. It's way better than what I'm used to. The furniture is comfy, and my roommate is super sweet. I don't think I've ever had such a spacious room before. It's really nice."

They reached the student lounge and decided to sit on one of the benches near the entrance, giving BB a break to rest. He lazily stretched out under the shaded tree by the bench. Kylo resumed their conversation.

"Where did you live before you came here?"

"Oh, a desert town you've probably never heard of. Jakku. It's in the middle of nowhere. I went to the community college there for summer semesters during my junior and senior year of high school. I couldn't wait to get out of there. I worked my ass off the last couple of years, so I could get everything in order to transfer to a good university as soon as possible."

He shook his head in disbelief.

"Wait… you were attending college while you were still in high school?!"

Rey gave a timid smile.

"Yeah. Jakku doesn't exactly have a lot of resources. Our AP courses were crap, but I was able to get into the pre-college program, and it counted towards my credit hours. I'm actually supposed to be a freshman this year, but I tested out of all the general pre-reqs I needed, and I'm taking my sophomore classes now. I'm hoping once fall semester finishes up, I can get into the flex session for spring. There's a waiting list, so if I don't get a spot, I'll probably do the summer session instead."

Kylo looked at her with an incredulous sense of awe.

"Wow… damn. How old are you? And what the hell are you majoring in?!"

"I'm nineteen. Physics. I'm planning to go into Optical Engineering."

She heard him inaudibly gasp and responded with a cheeky grin.

"I'm ironic like that."

That earned her a hearty laugh.

"Oh my god… that's… insane. You're like… a real-life Supergirl."

She nudged him jokingly.

"I prefer Wonder Woman, but thanks for the confidence boost. I could rock a mini skirt and cape."

His jaw dropped a little as he tried not to picture her in a sexy superhero costume. He failed miserably. Rey redirected the discussion.

"What about you? What's your major?"

"Actually… same as you. Physics, I mean. But I'm going the Astrophysicist route. I've always been inexplicably drawn to theories about dark matter and energy, not to mention the implications of the possible existence of black holes."

She exclaimed gleefully.

"That's awesome! You and I are totally like yin and yang. Polar opposites of the same spectrum. I'm seriously picking up light/dark, sun/moon juju type vibes right now. Does that make you, like, a NASA version of Doctor Strange?"

Kriff. He had to resist the urge to impulsively kiss her. She had no idea what she was doing to him. He needed to get a grip and calm the hell down so his voice wouldn't crack when he spoke to her. He drew in a slow, steady breath, exhaling just as gradually.

"I guess, in a sense. I mean, scientific theories aren't supernatural mythologies. I can't wield magical forces or conjure up lightning or anything. But, it would be pretty cool to be able to manipulate the powers that be, even on a minor, replicative scale."

She had to agree with him there.

"Yeah… if I had the ability to create and control light… that would be… life-changing."

Her tone was wistful, and he felt, in that moment, that he wanted nothing more than to give her the world. He doubted he would ever meet another soul so full of life and wonder. If there was such a thing as fate or destiny, he was sure she was it. They sat quietly for several minutes before deciding to get up and continue on towards her dorm. It didn't take long to navigate the "labyrinth" before they arrived at D'Qar Hall. He followed Rey and BB into the small atrium area. The dorm had a certain, cozy charm to it. Still too grungy for Kylo's tastes, but not as dismal as he imagined. They proceeded to the elevator and made their way to the third floor. She told him that her roommate, Rose, typically had more morning classes than she did, so she wasn't there for Rey to make introductions.

She invited him to come in and chat for a while longer, and he eagerly agreed. They settled in on the small couch in the living room and talked for what seemed like hours. He discovered that she was actually in one of his classes since it was one of the courses she'd tested out of the pre-req for. If he wasn't always keeping his head down and stubbornly ignoring the world on principle, he might have noticed her before. They eventually exchanged contact info, and she entertained him with her "Hitchhiker's Guide to The Blind User's Galaxy" presentation. It was an outdated, second-hand phone, but she was very content with it, and the accessibility features worked well. In truth, he never really thought about the fact that smartphones had built in features like that.

They talked some more about the campus and curriculum. She nonchalantly mentioned that he knew her age and grade level, but she had yet to learn his. He briefly explained that he was a first-year graduate at twenty-three years of age. She expressed how impressed she was, but he promptly reminded her that nothing was as impressive as her own academic accomplishments. His admiration for her made her blush, and she secretly felt elated to be given such a compliment. They listened to some music while they chatted about their favorite bands and artists. She introduced him to Family Force Five and Air Traffic Controller, and they listened to some of his favorite songs by Skillet and Collective Soul.

He finally got up to leave when he checked the time and realized his next class would be starting in less than twenty minutes. Rey thanked him for helping to carry her books and keeping her company for a while. She also tried to offer once more to pay for his cracked phone screen, but he adamantly declined. He promised to call her later that night, and she gave him a million-watt smile, causing him to almost run into the doorframe of her dorm like an uncoordinated giraffe. Once Kylo left the hall, he didn't seem to be able to wipe the stupid, lopsided grin off his face. He had a feeling this was going to be an unforgettable year. Rey went to bed that night feeling bubbly all over and she couldn't explain why. She finally fell asleep with her earbuds still in, listening to "Everything Has Changed" on repeat. It would definitely be an unforgettable year.

Chapter Song List:

"Burn It Down" by Skillet

"Radiator" by Family Force Five

"People Watching" by Air Traffic Controller

"Those Nights" by Skillet

"Welcome All Again" by Collective Soul

"Everything Has Changed" by Taylor Swift