Hey guys. So I'm going to be starting a sequel today. My first sequel, is going to be about… Drum roll please…
DANI.
PLOT; Dani Shay was just a new girl on campus, didn't really know anybody yet. That is until she met someone, who changed her life forever. Stick around while Dani makes decisions that may cost her everything, while still handling life at college, and peer pressures. Oh, and make sure her professor doesn't kill her.
So the Point of View will obviously be Dani. I probably wont be making as many transitions with the POV as I did with the Blicheal one. Enjoy, the very first chapter!
I couldn't wait. Campus was only 10 minutes away, I could smell all the burgers, and hotdogs they cooked for the welcome barbeque. I was extremely nervous, but not as nervous as mom. She was in the back seat, she wasn't able to drive right now. Her nerves were getting to her too much, so my step dad drove us. He was a bit nervous, but it was fine. They've been married since March, and I still don't talk to him often. "So, you excited?" He asked, trying to get a few words out of me. I had only talked to my mom the whole ride here, he hadn't spoke the whole time. "Yeah, I really am. I cant wait." I smiled, anxiously. "I remember college. You'll have a great time. Just don't get on the teachers nerves. Especially Mr Foxenworthy. He's a difficult person."
"Everyone's been warning me about him. You, Becky, Andrew.." Becky was my step sister, and Andrew was my real brother. I love Becky, but we rarely talk. And that's when she's either talking about school, or fighting with me. And Andrew I absolutely love, but he's really protective. One time in 9th grade, when people made fun of me for being gay, he punched a guy square in the jaw. It was pretty cool. It was hilarious. "Becky hated him, and Andrew would come home on summer break, the first thing he says would be 'So glad to be away from that monster.'" He started chuckling. I smiled, and saw the campus. Here at last. My step dad parked the car. "So, you ready?" He asked, looking at me. I nodded, and opened up my door. My mom climbed out, and opened the trunk. "Baby, are you sure you're ready for college? You can always stay at high school." She suggested, nervously. "Mom, I promise I'll call every night." I tried to get my suitcases, but she blocked it. "Pinkie promise?" She stuck out her pinkie finger, and I stuck out mine. We twisted them together. Promise.
Brian, my step dad, grabbed 2 of my suitcases, and handed them to me. They were going to help me move into my room, but that was it. My mom had my purse, and my makeup bag. Brian had the suit case with all my school supplies, and some really nice clothes. Like, for dances and stuff. I had my casual clothes, and my 'delicates', if you catch my drift. "So, what dorm number is yours." I grabbed a piece of paper from my pocket, and checked it over. "Um, 299." I said, putting it back in my pocket. "Oh, Brian. That was my old dorm room…" She gossiped to Brian.
296, 297, 298. Ah, 299. Finally. I opened the door, to see it was empty. It had 2 beds, and 2 dressers. There were also 2 closets, and some hooks and plug ins around the room. We put my stuff down, and I looked all around. My mom immediately ran to a wall, and started grinning like a fool. "Brian, come look." She gestured him over, and he looked. "Remember when me and you dated for a few weeks, before things got serious with Adam?" She asked. Adam is my real dad, I get to see him every so often, my mom and dad are still pretty good friends though. Which is cool. "Haha, yeah." I ran over, and saw what it said.
Brian/Helen Forever. Love you baby. It was outlined by a heart. I laughed a bit.
"That's so cheesy. Mom, were you really that obsessed with him?" I asked, giggling a bit. "Hey, we were young. And remember when you dated Julia, you thought you guys were in love. You wrote her name everywhere, and look what happened. You broke up." She mocked me. Julia was my ex girlfriend, one of my first. But none of them were that serious. I've had a boyfriend, but dumped him 2 weeks after, when I realized I was gay. "Shut up mom." I laughed.
"All right, well. You guys should go now." I tried to get them to leave, but they wouldn't yet. They still wanted to say more goodbyes. "Honey, promise me if things dont work out with someone, don't get too hurt. I love you so much." Mom said, worried. "Promise. I love you too mom." I hugged my mother tightly, squeezing her hard. I heard her starting to cry, which made me get tears in my eyes. I quickly wiped them away though. "See you kiddo." Brian said, holding his hand out. We've never hugged. Its just been pretty awkward. "Bye Brian." Okay, I had to hug him. I pulled his hand towards me, and squeezed him. "I love you." I whispered to him. "Love you too." He kissed my forehead, my mom gave me a little kiss, and they headed off.
Finally, alone at last. That is until that roommate of mine shows up. I took the paper out of my pocket, and read it off. My roommates name is, Nellie it seems. Hm, nice name. I started unpacking my first bag. My casual, everyday clothing. I opened up a drawer, and started putting my clothes into it. The next bag were my delicates. I carefully set them in another drawer, but I also put some pants on top. I didn't want anyone opening up my dresser, to see a bunch of underwear handing out in there.. It would be mortifying.
"Hello?" A voice said. I looked over, and saw this absolutely stunning girl sitting there. She was beautiful. Her hair was short black, and her eyes were brown. I smiled a bit. "Hi." I softly said. She walked in, and saw all my stuff. I then noticed she didn't have any bags. "So, plan on keeping that outfit everyday? See you don't have any luggage." I asked, curiously. "Heh, my parents are bringing my stuff up. I just couldn't wait to see the room. I'm Nellie by the way. You must be Dani." She asked, holding a hand out. I shook it, and smiled. "So, where you from?" I asked her. "Ohio, you?" Her parents showed up, and dropped her stuff off. "Love you guys." She shouted. They yelled it back, but without as much emphasis. "Chicago." I answered, staring at where her parents had left. "You're wondering about my parents, aren't you?" She asked, laying on the bed.
"Kind of, yeah." I answered. "Well, my parents kind of wanted me out years ago. But couldn't legally get rid of me. I was kind of a disappointment." I got up, and sat near her. "How so?" " See, my parents are extremely Christian, and a couple years ago, I came out to my parents. They never quite understood what made me like this, but they knew they hated it. They've spent the last 2 years just talking about me behind my back about how much they hate the fact I'm gay, and whenever we see each other, we never talk." She admitted to me. "But screw em. I don't need anyone like that in my life. Someone that doesn't accept gay people. You're not against it, are you?" She quickly asked.
"No, no. Not at all. In fact, I'm gay too." "Finally, somebody who understands. So, have you been living with your parents in silence, or did you get out of the house?" She asked. "Huh?" I was so confused. "You know, are you still living with them when they don't accept you?" She thought I didn't live with them? Wait, maybe she'll like me even more if we're more alike. I had to lie… "Oh, yeah. Had to, nobody else would take me."
"Its horrible how people don't accept people like us." She said, standing up. She grabbed her stuff, and brought them to the bed. She pulled out a picture, it was her and some other girl. "This is my girlfriend. Amanda. She's so sweet, and really generous. I love her to death. We've been dating for a couple of months, and its been great." She smiled at the picture. "Does Amanda go here?" I was a little disappointed that Nellie had a girlfriend, but not too badly. I'm meant for someone, and ill meet them someday. "No, she tried, but didn't get accepted. She goes to a school in a whole different town. It really sucks." She put the picture on her dresser. This was going to mock me, day in and day out. "Anyways, I think being roomies will be awesome." She said, smiling. From that smile, I could tell I was really going to like it here.
What'd you think of this? I actually kind of like it. :D