Chapter 2 : I'd rather risk

''I've got to live my whole life with a sense of abandon, squeeze every drop out no matter what happens and non wonder what I've missed. I'd rather RISK'' – Paul Brandt, Risk

Lexa woke up signing along to her newest addiction, country music. It was her way to start her new year fresh, even though it was a new year, the people were most likely the same, but this new awesome music helped her be positive about this new beginning.

Her busy summer schedule was a thing of the past. She had spent every minute of her free time working at her aunt's café, where different music where played everyday, in order to please different groups of customers. Country soon became her favorite, mostly because she had heard ''It happens, by Sugarland'' on a busy day, as she had rolled into work, 15 minutes late after a shitty crazy morning.

Lexa is a person who stands up for herself. She is a proud, honest woman, who works really hard to get want she wants. She spent so much time working at the café, that most of her free time happens the be late at night, at a time where no kids should be aloud to still be up. It was the only moment she had to talk and see her little brother and sister on Skype. She might have left them a few years ago, but she still loved them more than anything in the world. She spend the biggest part of her life talking with them and making sure they felt wanted; something nobody ever cared to do for her.

She had stayed up until late the previous night, which made her morning so hard. Her Skype conversation had started early with Aden, but it ended really late as Anya took the computer after her 10 years old brother got off to bed.

Lexa was excited for her second year. She could not wait to see Lincoln, her best friend; but still enjoyed the few more minutes she had left in the coziness of her bed. She always was one of the quiet ones, the overprotective one yet charming one. As her cellphone started to replay the same song again; she realised she was a few minutes away from being late for her first class, French class. She had taken the course the last semester, but ended having to drop it on her first year as a scheduling conflict occurred. She knew Mr. Kane was the one to give the lecture once again, and since she had already heard the first period of any of 's classes, she knew it was an easy class to start with; and that she didn't need all of her books, since he often spend more time talking than actually teaching.

She had got up really quickly, had put her long brown hair into a pony tail, jumped in her University Laval sweat shirt, brushed her teeth, took a cliff bar, stuffed it into her mouth, locked her door and ran like hell.

She got to the campus quite fast, thanks to her running trainings, keeping her in shape. She looked on the second level as she went down, noticed the halls were almost empty, except for the blonde beauty who sat across the floor on the lower level. On any other day, she would've stop to help her, but today, she was really late and had to get to her class, which only meant her chivalry had to wait.