Fall to Pieces
1. Berklee College of Music
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ne year later, Emma walked into an university--
ne year later, Emma walked into an university--
ne year later, Emma walked into an
university--
Berklee College of Music--
with her mother, Chelsea and Greg. Her long, straight blonde hair in a ponytail was swinging around behind her head, as she smiled far and wide on her light, tan tone of her beautiful skin upon her face. She smiled at her thoughts because she realized that she was in Boston. Chelsea had to dropped her off her sweet, sweet daughter, Emma. She knew this time so as to let her go. She picked her box, suit bags, and her black bag with a laptop inside. Nothing wasn’t easy for her to let her dear mother and brother. She walked to her dorm with all of her things. Of course, Chelsea helped her but Greg brought only small things as long as he could carry them to Emma’s new dorm.
Ryan waved at her mother, Danielle, and his half brother, Michael, a goodbye. Not just a goodbye. It was more like a ‘I will see you later’ wave. He stood behind his back in front of a college with his suit bags and stuffs. He watched them to fade on the road in their car. He sighed as he was ready to pick up his things toward to enter an university. He looked up at the wall of his college with a name, ‘Berklee College of Music.’
Emma sighed sadly as she had to let Chelsea and Greg go. “This dorm is where I sleep.” As she threw her open arms around them to hug, whispering, “I will miss you guys but I’ll see you during Thanksgiving.”
Ryan entered the main office to ask an old, darkened-skin woman about where his dorm was. She called on someone to assist Ryan to his dorm. “Hey, I will be your dorm assistant and my name is Mark McDonald.” He was wearing a nice, dark blue jeans with a hole on his knee along with his bright green shirt with a ‘Hollister’ word on. It fitted him so perfectly alongside his graze, dirty blond hair He threw his hand in an air and waited for Ryan to shake his rough, thick hand.
Emma waved a goodbye at them, as she watched them to leave her dorm. There was no roommate, yet she saw her roommate’s stuffs in her room on an empty bed. She sighed unhappily. She brought her suit bags to put upon her empty bed without a pillow and blanket. The footsteps came closer and closer to the dorm. Someone behind Emma stood and tapped her shoulder lightly and said in her sweet tone, “Hey, are you Emma Walker, right?” Emma was putting her stuffs out of her baby blue suit bag, as she slowly stopped and turned around to see a new roommate. She was standing with her heart skipping a beat, as she crossed her arms closed against her chest. Emma saw her amazing, ruby straight hair with layers and bang to hide her right eye. As she slowly smiled at her and threw her hand out in an atmosphere. A girl introduced herself as Alexandria Hill, but she preferred to be Alex. She shook Emma’s hand.
Ryan followed Mark to his dorm and he brought his suit bags. Of course, he minded Mark to not carrying his bags for Ryan. He didn’t really need any help but he needed to know where his dorm was. He was miserly nervous about meeting his new roommate. Mark introduced Ryan’s new roommate. Full-size tough, athlete man. Ryan was afraid but he pretended to be not scared at all. He nodded and introduced himself to his new roommate, Kyle Gray. He was wearing only a jean short together with his, looking as if, new brand shoes without a shirt. It made other girls drooling on him. How sick, Ryan thoughts.
Romance
Created on 8-18-08
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Story Rating G
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