"Make sure you keep on top of your grades. And make sure you're nice to your roommates. And please don't drink too much, I know it's college, but please, Fitzy."

Fitz laughed, pulling his mom into a hug, before kissing her forehead. "Aw, is mama bear coming to the realization that her little boy is all grown up now?" He flashed his 100-watt smile, causing his mom to relax a little bit.

Julie Grant smiled up at her pride and joy, a lump growing in her throat. "How am I gonna survive without my baby boy?" she said as her voice waivered. Fitz and his mom were incredibly close; definitely closer than he and his father. His mom was one of his best friends. And as much as he needed to get away from his father, he hated that it required being away from his mother.

"Don't worry, I'll call every Sunday. And I'll be home for Thanksgiving, it's only a few months away. And if dad gives you any trouble, I'm no more than a text away. I love you, mom." Fitz assured her. Fitz always had a way with words, he could talk a vegetarian into eating a burger.

He gave her one more hug before grabbing his duffle bag and throwing it over his shoulder. He smiled at her, before turning around, walking straight into a solid object, holding it to prevent it from falling.

What he was met with, were the most beautiful pair of brown doe-like eyes he had ever seen. The girl was much shorter than him, but she melted perfectly into him. As if she was made for him. She had the smoothest chestnut skin he had ever seen, as well as these full, plump lips that he wanted to devour. He was rendered completely and utterly speechless by her, and when he could finally find his voice, only one word came out.

"Hi" he said, inwardly kicking himself that it came out as a whisper.

"Hi." she replied. Her voice sounded magical, like she was singing a song that was made purely for him.

He never believed in love at first sight, but he'd be damned if he hadn't just experienced it.

"Olivia Carolyn Pope, can you wait up!" Abby screamed from behind her friend.

Olivia turned around, walking backwards. "Oh come on, Abs! The moving guys will move our stuff for us, all we need to do is carry one bag each. Why do you insist on carrying everything yourself?"

"Because I don't trust just anyone with my stuff. What if they take something?"

"Abigail, we know their names and their identities, there's no way they could even try. Now let's go!"

She went to face forward when she tripped, landing into the firm grip of the arms that caught her. She found herself staring up at the human personification of a Greek God. He had silky, curly, brown hair that was slicked back. His eyes were the most breathtaking blue she had ever seen. As if someone had gone to South Beach, Miami, solidified the blue water, and placed it in his eyes. She could feel the firmness of his abs through the tshirt he was wearing, and her hands could feel how fast his heart was beating.

And then, as if he were approaching her like a hunter would a deer, he whispered.

"Hi."

Olivia licked her lips, willing him to speak more, but then realized he was waiting to hear from her.

"Hi." She replied, her heart practically jumped out of her chest.

Dare she say it, but it looked like Abby wasn't gonna be the only one getting laid. Not if she had anything to do with it.

"I-I'm sorry, I should have been watching where I was going." Olivia stammered.

"It's quite alright, I should have been as well. It's completely my fault…"

"Olivia." She said, "Olivia Pope."

"Nice to meet you, Olivia. I'm Fitzgerald Grant. Fitz to my friends." He said with a smile.

"Oh, so we're friends?" she said, creating playful banter.

"Well, I would hope so, seeing as how you're still pressed up again me." With that, he shot her a dazzling smile, that she couldn't help but return.

Olivia stepped back, her cheeks turning crimson. "Well, friend, it was lovely running into you. Maybe I'll see you around." She said, never taking her eyes from his. "Come on, Abs." she called behind her, as she walked to the main building, a redhead running up next to her.

"Please let me be in the same building as her." Fitz whispered to himself.

Olivia and Abby finally made it up to their room. "Hello?" they called out.

Two girls came out of the room opposite the one Liv and Abby suspected was theirs. Both women had brunette hair, and they both wore excited smiles on their faces.

"Hi! You guys must be Olivia and Abigail. I'm Quinn, and this is Melanie." She pointed to the slightly more poised girl next to her. Quinn seemed pretty quirky, and she talked a mile a minute. If Liv and Abby weren't so used to fast talkers, they might have not been able to understand the words that she was saying.

"I go by Abby." Abby said with a smile.

"I go by Mellie, but Quinn likes to call people by their full names." She smiled at Olivia and Abby, excited to finally meet their suitemates. "So, I'm starving. Do you guys wanna go down to the dining hall, get some food, get to know each other?"

"That's a great idea, Mellie. Let us just put our stuff down, and we're good to go."

They unlocked the door to their room, Abby taking the left side, Olivia taking the right. They put their stuff down, and Abby changed her shirt as Olivia reapplied her makeup.

"Wouldn't be getting all nice and pretty for your boy toy, now would you?" Abby said, her head not yet through her tshirt.

"I don't know what you're talking about Abby, I just happen to take pride in my appearance." Liv denied. Inside she was praying that Fitz would be in the dining hall. She was dying to change her outfit, but she didn't want Abby to say anything. "You know what Abs, you go down with Quinn and Mellie, and I'm gonna meet you down there."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm gonna call my dad, so…" Olivia sighed. She figured she might as well get it out of the way now.

"Okay. Let me know how it goes. Remember, just keep upbeat and positive. No matter how bad he may be." With that said, Abby gave Liv a light pat on the shoulder, closing the door behind her. Olivia could hear her explaining to the girls that she was gonna meet them at the dining hall, and then, heard the front door close. She pulled out her cellphone, dialing her home number, silently pleading that her father didn't answer the phone.

"Hello?" Eli Pope's gruff voice answered.

"Hi, daddy." Olivia said in a cheerful tone.

"Olivia? Livvie? Where are you? What day is it? I need you to go to the store and pick me up some more Jack Daniels."

Olivia sighed. Her dad, once the formidable Eli Pope, turned into a bit of a drunk after her mother's death. She told him 2 days ago that she was leaving to go to college. Clearly it didn't register.

"Daddy, I'm at college. In New Jersey. Harrison is going to be coming by in an hour to make you some dinner."

"Why did you leave me, Liv? You think it's my fault your mom is dead, don't you? My fault…my fucking fault…" Her father started to sob. She heard him get up, bottles clinking onto the floor.

"No, Daddy, it's not your fault. I don't think it's your fault. I just wanted to call and let you know that I love you. So much. And I'll see you when I come home for Thanksgiving." Olivia was on the verge of tears. She hated to see how bad her father got.

"One condition. Will you make the mashed potatoes from scratch with that delicious gravy?" he said.

Olivia laughed, throwing her head back. Every now and again, through the booze, her true father came out. "Yes, I will make the mashed potatoes with the gravy. And even some cornbread."

"Ooh girl, when you coming home?" her father joked, causing them both to erupt into laughter. "I love you, Livvie. Have fun at school. No boys. No girls either!"

"I love you too, Daddy. Bye."

Olivia hung up the phone, happy that her father was okay. Usually she and her cousin Harrison would take care of him. But it was time for her to go to college, to be able to make something out of her life. And she had to leave him behind to do so.

After she once again fixed her make up, she sprayed on a bit of perfume before walking out of her room. She went to the front door, making sure she had her dining card and keys, before she walked to the elevator. Her phone vibrated as she waiting for the elevator to reach her.

It was a text from Abby, letting her know where they were sitting. Olivia quickly texted back that she was on her way, as the elevator dinged open.

"Going down?" a smooth, velvety voice called to her. Her head shot up as she realized it was none other than Fitzgerald Grant, back in her presence. She smiled softly, walking into the elevator next to him.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think that you were purposely running into me." He said with a slight smirk on his face.

"Technically, I didn't run into you this time. I was waiting for the elevator, that you so happened to be on." She rebutted.

"Ooh, so sassy. It's a wonder your boyfriend can handle all of that."

"Who's to say I have a boyfriend?" Olivia questioned.

"A gorgeous, funny, sarcastic, intelligent from the sound of it, girl? There's no way in hell you could be single." He said with his signature charming smile.

"Well, sorry to disappoint kiddo, but I'm very single."

"No disappointment here. It just means you're more available to fall in love with me now."

Olivia threw her head back in laughter, her hand covering her face. Fitz thought her laugh was one of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard.

"Your laugh is astounding." He whispered, his eyes landing on her lips. The air in the elevator changed, becoming that of rising attraction.

She looked at him, blushing a little. "The fact that you can make me laugh is even more astounding. I usually don't find most people our age intriguing or hilarious."

He moved closer to her. She couldn't stop him, even if she wanted to. Her heart skipped a beat as his hand reached for hers.

And suddenly, the lights went out. The elevator came to a stop. The air conditioning went off.

"What the fuck?!" they both said simultaneously.

Uh oh, the power went out. They're stuck in the elevator. What ever shall happen? lol. No but seriously, this story is a lot of fun to write. All that I ask, is for respect. The first part was a sampling, so I do not take too kindly to "it's too short" reviews. I do this in my spare time to get away from the trials and tribulations of life. I can write as much or as little as I want, please remember that.

As always, reviews are loved and appreciated. Let me know what you guys think!