Here's a new story for you guys! I'm gonna be working on this while I'm sorting out ideas for Read My Mind. Hope you like it.

She wasn't exactly sure why she applied to Brown; she just knew that she had made the right decision. She was finally going to be free from the Newport "bubble," and free to become her own true self—whoever that was. Sometimes, when she would pack her room away, she would wonder what would happen if she had just followed in her friend's footsteps and gone to USC. It was a safe bet, she knew she would have friends there, but she wanted to find out if there was more to Summer Roberts than Jimmy Choo's and big boobs.

No one at Harbor expected Summer to get into Brown, not even Summer herself. But, fate stepped in that one day when she got her SAT scores back. According to the consular, she had one of the highest scores in the school—if not the state. Then she knew that she was destined for bigger things, bigger than becoming a woman with a giant 6 carat diamond on her finger. After that day, she began to file applications for schools such as Brown, Harvard, and Yale. But something about Brown stuck her. First it was located just a hop, skip, and a jump away from New York, where she could do some major shopping. And second, she loved the atmosphere of it.

She quickly took one last look at the purple room that served some great memories over the last eighteen years of her life. She had her first kiss here, with her then boyfriend Zach, and she had many sleepovers with her very best friend, Marissa. Marissa and she would sometimes stay up all night discussing their various boy problems and ranting about how Zach could not ever call Summer. She was going to miss that room, it held a lot of memories for her. It was now empty, the only thing that remained was the single box she finished packing that stood solidly at her feet.

She took one last look at the room. Her dorm at Brown would be nothing like this. There would be no purple walls or cute, fluffy towels in the bathroom. She would have to share a bathroom with all the other people on her floor. When Summer first heard the news, the only thing that she knew to say way "eww!" She picked up the final box and brought it down the stairs with her to where her father and Marissa were waiting for her. She gave each of them a small smile, but her sadness couldn't be masked by fake happiness. In less than two hours she would be boarding a plane to begin a whole other life; it would be totally different than anything she ever experienced before.

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The ride to the small Orange County airport was quiet, to say the least. Summer wanted to cry, but she didn't want to in front of Marissa. She knew that if she cried, Marissa would bawl, and she wouldn't be able to hear a word out of her mouth. Summer looked out the window and saw the palms that dotted along the highway; she had read in books that Rhode Island didn't have palms, just giant masses of huge green trees.

Once they arrived at the airport, Summer placed her bags at the baggage claim, and proceeded to walked towards her flight terminal. She checked her very expensive Tiffany's watch, the plane would be boarding any second now. She looked back and forth from Marissa to her father; she couldn't believe that she was actually branching out from Newport Beach.

"Excuse me everyone," a woman's voice came over the intercom ", Flight 382 is now boarding for Providence."

"Well," her father turned to her ", I guess this is it."

Summer faced her father and gave him a hug. She didn't know when she would be back to Newport, so she didn't know how long she would go without one of Dr. Roberts hugs. Tears started to form in her eyes; she couldn't believe that she was actually doing this.

"I love you sweetheart," he said still holding her tightly.

"Love you too Dad," she said pulling away from him and wiping a tear from her eye.

Summer then turned to her best friend; she knew saying goodbye to her would be one of the hardest things to do. Tears started to pour from Summer's eyes, she couldn't control herself, she didn't know what she would do without Marissa.

"Oh my God, Coop, I can't believe I'm leaving you," she said quickly leaning forward to give her a long, tight hug.

"You have to do it Sum. Just promise me that you'll call me at least once a day to fill me in on your exclusive Ivy League life. People at USC don't get to experience those kinds of things. Hey maybe you could join the ruby team or something…" she trailed off. She was trying to lighten the mood, but it only seemed to make things worse.

"Coop, you know I'm not very athletic. Sixth grade, a football hit me in the nose exactly like in that episode of 'The Brady Bunch.' People called me Marsha for a week, which actually wasn't so bad since, well; everyone did always like Marsha."

"Marsha, Marsha, Marsha," Marissa laughed. "Hey, remember that time when we stayed at your house and watched, like, twenty episodes of the 'Brandy Bunch?"

"Yeah, and we were into Davy Jones for like a week. We printed out old posters of him and hung them on our wall!"

"Final boarding call for Flight 382 to Providence," the same woman came over the intercom.

"Coop, I'm going to miss you so much! I promise to call you everyday and tell you all about how boring life is at Brown while you tell me about your exciting life at USC," her smile quickly began to fade to a frown.

"Summer, trust me, nothing is going to be exciting without you," she said as she pushed a golden-brown streak of hair behind her ears.

"Ditto," she said as she once more pulled Marissa into a tight hug ", I love you so much, and whatever you do, never forget about me."

"Trust me Sum, that's impossible."

She immediately turned on her Manolo's and made her way down towards the ticket counter. She turned back around and mouthed an "I love you" to her father and best friend. And with that, she was off, ready to embark on a new life.

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The ride from Newport to Providence was uncomfortable and nerve-racking for Summer. The entire time she just kept tossing and turning thinking about how much life would be different once she landed in Rhode Island. She had heard stories from some of her friends that had visited the East coast, that everyone there had different noses.

She watched out the window as the landscape began to change drastically. The palms and the sea turned into desert. Then the desert began to turn into forests, and so on. It was all so different for Summer. Just that weekend, she had bought a coat. A coat! That was the first time in her entire existence that she owned a coat. She loved it though, it was a beautiful white Marc Jacobs coat, and it looked very "Ivy League."

Summer stopped watching the changing landscape, and began to focus on the kid that was sitting in front of her. Every so often he would turn around and make a funny face at her, it was cute at first, but it rapidly turned annoying. Instead of making it a big deal, she closed her eyes and hoped that when she woke up, she would be in Providence.

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"Excuse me, miss, could you please move?" an older woman asked to Summer.

Summer groggily opened her eyes. She at first did not recognize where she was and she began to panic, she didn't remember any of this. Then she remembered falling asleep on the plane. Apparently, the plane had landed and one of the stewardesses was trying to get her off the plane.

"I'm sorry, I didn't remember falling asleep," she said planting the cutest smile she could muster on her face.

"Miss, could you please just get off the plane?" she said raising one eyebrow. This woman had obliviously never been to the west coast, she had wrinkles! Summer knew that her father could fill those lines in with Botox in no time.

Summer grabbed her bag, and made her way out of her seat. She gave the woman one quick smile before exiting the plane. Already, she wasn't enjoying Providence, the people and the weather was cold.

She made her way slowly through the airport. Everything around her was so new, even the airport was different. It seemed darker, more intimidating. She wondered if Brown would be the same. If the name was any indication, she expected it to be very, well, brown.

She walked out of the airport and immediately hailed a cab. She climbed into the backseat and told the driver where she was going. She watched the different trees that dotted the highway, they definitely weren't palms. The sun didn't shine as bright here as it did in California; everything about the east seemed darker. She looked out the window as she saw a lot of college-aged students all hanging out at coffee shops. People didn't hang out at coffee shops in Newport; they usually partied or went to the beach.

The driver stopped at gates that marked the entrance to Brown University. She gave him her money and grabbed the suitcases out of the trunk. Her father had told her that all the things she boxed would be delivered soon, so she'd have to make due with what her suitcases held. She soon found that she was way in over her head trying to roll three huge suitcases by herself to her dormitory. She scanned the crowd of students trying to see if there were any cute guys that she could charm into rolling one, who knows, maybe she'd get a date out of it?

She spotted a tall blonde boy talking to a group of kids. She figured he was obviously from the East coast, judging from his Abercrombie model looks. She walked up to the group making sure that her cute strapless orange dress was free of wrinkles. She looked around for a moment, and noticed that most everyone was wearing dark, subdued colors. Summer definitely stuck out like a sore thumb, anyone could easily tell that she wasn't from the east coast. She walked up towards the guy and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Excuse me, but I was wondering if you could maybe help me roll one of my suitcases to my dorm? I'm new and from Newport so I really don't know my way around, " she said while twisting her fingers and bouncing on her heels.

The guy cocked an eyebrow and looked at her with a puzzled look. He then continued with his interrogation by crossing his arms. "So you think that I would want to drop what I'm doing to help you carry your suitcase."

"Maybe?" she asked with one of her signature smiles planted on her face.

"Well, the answer is no, I don't want to help you carry you suitcase to the dorm. I'm actually in the middle of a very important discussion. So my suggestion to you," he cleared his throat ", is to pack lighter next time when you come back from California."

She was stunned. Someone had actually turned down one of her smiles, no one ever turned down one of those. A tear started to form in one of her eyes; she didn't understand why everyone here was so mean. But, then she remembered that if a kid from the east had gone to USC, she would have probably been mean to him too. Summer for once in her life was an outsider. She turned back around to have one final look at the guy.

"Looks like Malibu Barbie needs to go back to the dream house!" he said loud, making sure that Summer could here.

Brown was going to be the longest four years of her life.

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