The day I moved out of the house I was determine to become a new person. I was sure to hell that I'll have a fantastic experience in college. That was before 'him' happen. "Him" is someone from your sweetest dreams yet has a way of becoming your worse nightmare. "Him" messed up my reputation, messed up my grades, and completely destroyed my life in college.

My name is Alex Davis and this is the story of me and the college life destroyer, Nathaniel Archibald.

"Bye, mom" that were the last word I spoke to my mom before starting a new beginning. I was happy and sad at the same time. Sad because I was leaving behind the life that took me for over 18 years to build. Its not that I couldn't come back and just pretend as though its still mine once in a while. But I knew it was never gonna be the same again. I also knew my relationship with my mom will permanently change. I'm no longer a child or her little girl. And to think before this I was constantly begging not to be her little girl. Now that the day has finally come, I'm not all that sure I'm fond of it.

But I still couldn't wait for my new life to start. I was anxious to meet my new roommate, make new friends, maybe even have some interaction with the opposite sex.

This is before Nathaniel Archibald entered the picture, and before all my naïve dreams were put down to sleep once in for all.

As I stepped on college grounds, Paolo Nutini's voice was still clear in my head from the trip. Earlier I had listened to some of his song over and over again in the bus, from Brooklyn, New York to Hanover, New Hampshire. It wasn't a long trip. But I was already dreading for nightfall. But it was worth the pain cause here I am, in Dartmouth college. The smallest college in the Ivy League.

The first time I ever heard of Dartmouth was when my bestfriend's boyfriend's brother got full scholarship. You know 'us' from Brooklyn we don't actually here stories about one of our own getting accepted to an ivy league. So it was quite a big deal. I for one thing started getting obsess about Dartmouth.

I would save extra money just to go to the cyber café and spend 10 bucks to waste hours and hours of my precious time to search on Dartmouth and maybe search some pictures of Backstreet Boys. Don't even ask. I don't how my 14 year old brain actually came up with the idea that Howie was even exceptionally acceptable.

As I stood there, I stop and tried to take a mental picture. Remembering all the times when I would fantasize of being here. All of a sudden, I felt a body bumping in mine.

"Hey, watch where your going"

Then I saw his face. A face of an angel. Perfect blue eyes. You'll get lost just staring at it.

I stuttered just trying to reply his sudden outburst.

"What are you, handicapped?" he asked.

"What the fuck! You're the one who walked and bumped into me" I retorted.

"Well what are you doing in my way anyways?" he said.

I was trying to make up a comeback when I realize everyone was staring. I panicked. I just rolled my eyes and started walking. They were still staring then it hit my head, that was Nathaniel Archibald. The most anticipated legacy to join Dartmouth. They weren't gawking at me, they were gawking at the new campus god. And I, just got on his bad side.

I hope he has bad memory.