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Dean’s POV- One week later It’s finally senior year. The last year I will ever have to worry about grades. I don’t mind doing the work, I just don’t like relying on other people’s opinions to tell me whether I succeed or fail. Football will help me get through this semester, but the next one will be rough for sure. I got up early this morning to do some training before heading over to campus. Since we don’t live that far from the school, it's not that bad staying at the compound. I don’t have practice today so Cataleya is riding with me so we can have our last, first day ride together. Yeah we can be corny like that sometimes. As her big brother it’s my job to show her around campus and let

The woman continued saying whatever, and I just let my mind wander off, not paying mind to whatever she was saying, since there was a huge chance Spencer had figured out my identity. “Come on, let’s get back to the dorms!” Spencer said to me, his hand on my shoulders. He was getting quite touchy, and I loved it. “What! We’re done?” I asked, and he nodded. “The first day of each semester is just for us to meet new people, listen to rules, and go back to unpack for those who got here late yesterday,” he explained, and that made sense. I still had a lot of unpacking to do.

Susan They say you never forget your firsts. First day of college. First time living away from home. First real taste of independence. And for me, my first love. I still remember the way the sun drenched the campus that morning, illuminating the sprawling lawns and the old brick buildings. I was 18, full of ambition, and ready to conquer the world...or at least my little corner of it. My backpack was heavier than necessary, my schedule meticulously planned, and my nerves barely under control.

Ashton’s POV I remembered our first day of sophomore year. The day had started innocently enough, but it quickly turned into one of those messes that only I seemed capable of getting myself into. As usual, I had done something reckless—something that could have gotten me into serious trouble.

He sneers at me whenever our eyes meet and I couldn't be less bothered. "I'm leaving," I announce. Travis and Chris wish me goodluck while Alasdair pretends not to hear me. "Look who's looking dashing tonight," I hear dad say as I make my way down the stairs. "Thanks dad." "Your first date. How do you feel?" He asks me. "I feel giddy." "That was exactly how I felt on my first date too. I was a senior in high school and she was a junior. We decided to go see a football game together because we felt going out to dinner was cliché and—"

Everyone had one thing or the other to think about, and the stress was evident in their behaviours. Surprisingly, on getting to senior year, all of our nerves got calm. It was really crazy because one would think senior year was the time when the whole essence of schooling would become full-blown to every student. On the contrary, senior year was actually fun for me in particular, I got to sit, take a step back and enjoy the experience of schooling. Even though, the whole Clenk issue almost spoiled it all, I was happy I was in a good spot in my life. Clenk's attempt to have his way with me wasn't enough to get me in a pity potty mood. It did for a while but that was it. He couldn't get anymo

I can't go back to sleep since my classes was about to start in an hour and half. I'm late and I have to prepare for school. Yeah school. I love schooling but well highschool sucks for me. I was hoping just to have good grades for this school year. So that I could have good image as I step on being on senior year. I wiggle my whole body to cast away the tense that I was feeling, just about realizing that this day is the first day of my last year as a junior. AH! It makes me too excited, you know. “Bro, hurry up. Breakfast is ready. Come down here or you'll be late!” I heard my sister shouting on top of her lungs.

I replied her with an innocent smile while I held on to the withering tree that was by me, Alexia's face became unpleasant, she clenched her fingers into a fist as she glared at me, and I knew just why, Alexia is the older of the two of us, though we are twins, let me just say…she was the one that came out of mommy's tummy first, And she hated to be called big sis, especially in front of Melvin because it makes her seem old, but believe me, I really don't know how that makes sense, especially seeing as she is just sixteen and Melvin our most common love interest is eighteen,

But can she? As she walked through the hallway, her mind flashed back to when she had her first crush. It was during her sophomore year and it was on one of her seniors in 12th grade who was a typical bad boy. It was a secret between Joy and her. Since she has gotten over her feelings for the senior before he graduated, she has promised not to develop feelings for any bad boy. The second one occurred yet again after moving to 11th grade yet on the school popular bad boy. Now, the 3rd one was on Zack who she detest ever having feelings for, because she feels he plays a mind game.

SEBASTIAN'S POV Two weeks before graduation the entire campus felt like it was running on caffeine and countdowns. Lockers slammed louder than usual. Seniors walked the halls like they owned the place but also like they might throw up at any second. The quad was packed every lunch period with kids sprawled on the grass signing yearbooks, trading snacks, and yelling about college plans. The air smelled like fresh-cut grass from the practice fields, cheap cologne, and those cheap pizza slices from the cafeteria that somehow hit different when you knew it was almost over.