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After sitting and discussing our dreams with Austin a while longer, I begin to get tired. My mind is reeling with the information he's giving me, and I think we're both mentally exhausted from trying to figure things out and arguing all the while. I check the time on my phone. It's past midnight. I have a moment's panic because I know Dad's gonna scold me later, but I'm just too worn out to care at this point. He's already wanting me to go back to New York tomorrow night so that I can make it to classes on Monday, but it's just not doable. I know he's getting fed up with me, and I don't blame him, but I just can't bring myself to tell him the real reason why I'm here.

I hear someone unlocking the door, and then Dez walks in. He looks at me, and then over to Austin. Austin scowls at him. "I told you not to come back until I texted you, dude."

Dez crosses his arms over his chest. "I wasn't going to stay at Trish's all night. You know I can't stand her roomate."

"Whatever," Austin scoffs, "you practically drool every time you see her."

Dez's cheeks light up. "Do not." I was suddenly curious who Trish's roomate was, but I don't ask questions. Instead, I stand up off of the bed, preparing myself to leave, but Dez approaches me and holds out his hand for me to shake. "Hi, I'm Dez. You must be Ally?"

This is all extremely weird to me since I feel like I've known Dez for months, but I shake his hand anyway and smile. "Yeah, I am, but I can't believe Austin told you my name wasn't Sweetheart." I glance over my shoulder and glare at the blonde, and he just shrugs boredly.

Dez just laughs. "He's rude sometimes, excuse him."

"I'm trying my best." I sigh.

"She already knows you, dude. You don't have to act like such a gentleman." Austin say absentmindedly, picking at the skin around his nails. I turn around and stare at him, wondering if it was a good idea for him to be openly telling Dez about our dreams. I make the realization that Austin probably already told Dez about his own dream, but Dez doesn't know about mine yet, and I can tell my the look on his face that he's confused. I decide that I would rather not stay here any longer, so since Austin brought it up, he can explain.

"Austin would be glad to tell you the reason why I already know you." I say with a weak smile, and Dez just shrugs and Austin groans, realizing what he's gotten himself into. I head towards the door. "I'm going to leave now." Austin jumps off his bed and follows me, and I sigh, wondering why he even bothers. He goes back and fourth from being a jerk to being nice to me and I don't like it at all. "I can handle myself, you know."

He scowls. "I just want to make sure you get back to your dorm alright. There'll be a lot of drunks on campus tonight." He cracks a smile. "If you're lucky, we might even see Darwin." He laughs as I smack his arm. Truth is, I really can't let him walk me anywhere because... Well, I'm not going to a dorm. I'm going to my car.

"I'll be alright, really." I insist, backing out of the door and beginning to close it.

"No, really, you-" He begins, but Dez interrupts him.

"Dude. She'll be fine, just let her go." Dez sighs, and I give him a grateful glance. He just nods, and Austin huffs like a child.

"Fine. Text me when you get there, though. I'm serious, this campus is wild." He shuts the door, and I roll my eyes. This campus really isn't different than any other one, he needs to stop treating me like I can't handle myself.

Lucky for me, the walk to my car doesn't take as long as it would to get to my dorm, and I'm there in a matter of minutes. The drive is quick since there's no cars on the road, but I groan when I see the lights still on in the house. Dad has waited for me.

I walk in the house cautiously, hoping maybe he fell asleep on the couch, but he hasn't. He's sitting at the island in the kitchen. He just pats the seat next to him, and I sigh, taking it. "You're here for a reason, Ally. I need to know what it is. It's not like you to stay out half the night and not even come home one time, and you've been dreaming of MUNY for as long as I can remember, I can't even begin to imagine why you came home so quickly. I need to know, though, or I'll have to make you go back."

I bite my lip, wondering what to do. I decide right away that I can't tell him about my dream or he'll think that I'm crazy, something that I can't afford right now. I'm panicking, and the first thought that comes to my mind is the one that slips out. "It's just that I have this one really hard class that I have an examination coming up for, and I was kind of freaking out, so I decided to come home and have some fun to get my mind off of it for a while."

Dad looks mildly suspicious, but he just sighs and nods. "Okay. When is this examination?"

I decide that I'll need to allow myself enough time with Austin to figure everything that's going on between us out. "Two weeks."

He raises his eyebrows. "Surely you're going back to New York before then? You'll get way behind in your classes."

I shake my head. "I can't, I'll have a nervous breakdown or something, I'm sure of it. Just trust me, Dad. Besides, I'm a hard worker and I have most of my assignments on the syllabus already turned in, I'm ahead of my game. Nothing to worry about."

He rubs a hand over his eye. I can tell he's exhausted, and I feel kind of bad that he waited up for me. "Okay, okay. I believe you."

I smile. "Thanks, Dad."

He nods and stands up, stretching. "I'm going to sleep now. Goodnight." I wave at him as he walks out of the kitchen and down the hall. I head his door shut, and I sigh, laying my head against the cold granite countertop. I've never lied to my father like that before, but I really didn't see any other way out of it.

Everything that's happened in the past few days finally starts to build up in my head, and a sob escapes my mouth. I let the tears pour freely, overwhelmed. I have no idea how I'm going to do all this, it's not going how I planned at all. Is it even worth it anymore? I wipe my face and try to realize that this is obviously happening for a reason, things like this don't happen everyday, maybe not ever. I do wonder, though, why this had to happen to me, when everything in my life was going perfectly for once.

Maybe fate's just working me towards a whole new perfection. I just wish it were easier.

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