Chapter 5

- The Next Day -

Last night I had a blast just hanging out in our dorm room with my roomies. We had a dance party, blasted music, played board games, played truth or dare, and had a competition to see who could stay up latest. Christina won, Oz came in second, Marlene third, and I was fourth. What can I say? I like to sleep.

So far college seems like a fun time. But then again, we haven't really started classes yet.

I'm majoring in nursing and minoring in music. I wanted to major in nursing because I fell like then I'm helping people and making a change in their lives. And music is one of the things that got me through my last two years of high school.

I know it seems ridiculous that I got this worked up over a boy but I feel cheated. I feel like I knew we were going to make it. I felt like our love was a fire, burning brighter than all the dark shadows in the world. All of our troubles were forgotten as soon as we made eye contact. I suppose a fire that burns that bright is not meant to last.

I get to my first class of the day, pharmacology. Well, here goes nothing. I open the doors and sit do wand a seat just before the bell rings.

- Time Skip -

That wasn't so bad. The only thing I didn't quite like was the teacher, Mrs. Barson. She was very strict and seemed like she was trying to be cool and like able, but failing miserably.

All I learned in class so far is my other classmates names (Unfortunately, my friends aren't in any nursing related classes.) and that "pharmacology is the branch of science that seeks to provide a deep understanding of the effects of drugs on the human body". And we want over what things we'll do in this course.

So far college isn't so bad.

And, now, because I feel bad that I haven't updated in such a long time:

Oz POV:

- Time Skip-

It's around lunch time and I'm wandering aimlessly around. Well, that's a lie. I'm looking for the cafeteria because I want food. I know there's a cafeteria somewhere, I just can't find it. And before you even suggest it, yes, I did look at all the signs pointing me towards the cafeteria. I just follow them and then get lost. (AN: Lol, so true. I can't follow directions!)

I'm walking down a hall way that looks exactly the same as every other hallway I've walked down. Wait, I think I've been walking down the same hallway over and over again. Yep, there's the sign that will point me towards the little route that will bring me back to this hallway. How about instead of going back there I take that doorway outside? Yeah, that's good.

I walk outside and see a boy sitting on a bench making out with a girl. The boy has black shiny hair. And the girl has long, straight, shiny, red hair. Ooh, pretty hair. I love hair. Hair is gorgeous. Especially hair like that. God, I really want to touch her hair. (AN: Don't judge. I love neat hair. I brush my hair and then it turns into a mess five minutes later.)

I walk by them staring at her hair the whole time. They eventually stop kissing and start staring at me. Me, being the ignorant idiot (who likes hair a lot) I am, doesn't notice that they're staring to me and continues to gaze longingly at her hair. She eventually does that fake cough thing that brings back my focus.

"Um, hi. I like your hair." I state.

"I noticed. Can you leave now?" She asks. She has eyes that are dark blue around the edges and get lighter. Pretty eyes.

"Um, yeah. Wait, do you know where the cafeteria is?" I ask pleadingly. The guy laughs.

"Figures. You seemed like the type of loser who has no life and wants food constantly." He has bright green eyes. They may be pretty but pretty things are often cold and unforgiving.

The girl laughs. He just called me a loser who is always hungry and has no life. Stuff is about to go down.

"Okay, listen up. You are a little rat. You know what? I may always be hungry and I may have no life, but at least I have my confidence! I mean, seriously, look at her! She probably starves herself just because she's insecure! She's so skinny you can see her bones! God! And I'll have you know I have no life by choice! I prefer to have no life because lives require lots of time, patience, and energy. Now, please! Tell me where the dang cafeteria is!" I shout. The girl looks like she's about to rip my hair off my head. I'd like to see her try.

The boy stares at me for a while. Then he starts chuckling. Now he's laughing a little harder. Soon he's cracking up. Okay. That's nice.

He quiets down.

"The name's Peter." He says, extending his hand. I ignore it.

"Great for you. I don't care. Now may you please direct me to the cafeteria."

Never doubt me. Ever. I just wrote this in like, five minutes. Be amazed.

Okay, you know what I'm going do from now on? I'm going to give one shoutout per chapter.

This chapter's shoutout goes to TrissyPoo, who should get an award for defending this fandom from the forces of evil, aka fake fangirls. So, there were these girls at her school who were shipping Petris and Christina/Four and you know what she did? She walked up to them, slapped them and said "EVEN THE AMITY DON'T LIKE YOU, YOU PANSYCAKES! GO BECOME AL!" Round of applause for her! I updating Typical on her request as well.

I think I'm doing a QOTD on Cupids Troubles, so for a QOTD look there.

And let's try 90 reviews. 90 aren't required for the next chapter, but let's try anyways! YOU GOTTA GET UP AND TRY! I love P!nk, she's awesome.