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i really dont have time to write this right now, Im so sorry. im never on polyvore anymore, life is crazy & i never have a computer to get on either to write it. I'm really sorry, & i feel really bad. i may start it back up again once things settle down, but I really dont know... i may be done with polyvore for good :/

I'm SO sorry that it has been 17 days since the last chapter!! I feel so bad... truth is that my laptop is broken again so i have to beg my sister to let me use hers... also I have been SO SO busy the past two weeks... I will try to update more frequently from now on, but no promises(:
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Chapter 10
 
“Do you want to know what it is that Tessa and Jess have against me?” Leo asked. Taylor looked over to where he was lying on his back on the ledge of the art building, looking at the stars, same as her. It was November and about a month since the incident with Harper and Tessa and since Leo and Mary Alice had become Taylor's only friends. Everyone, including Michaela, Cat and Kendall, shunned her like she had some deadly disease. Andre had talked to Taylor for a brief minute after the rumor spread, being as confused as she. But of course Tessa and Jess had heaped all the blame on Taylor, and Andre was eager to get out of whatever it was he didn't understand.
 
“If you want to,” Taylor said, her thoughts elsewhere. She stared at the brightest star in the sky, wondering if this friendship with Leo was a fair trade for being alienated from everyone else. She loved talking to him, and they spent all their time together, including Mary Alice occasionally. Taylor knew their secrets and this scandal Tessa created were what brought them together, but she still hated that everyone else either ignored her or spread even more rumors.
 
“My secret for yours?” Leo asked, bringing Taylor's thoughts 'back to earth', and her eyes literally came back to earth too, traveling from the stars to Leo's face. He was looking at her, and Taylor sighed inside. She knew she could never tell that she was Taylor Swift.
 
“Sure,” Taylor agreed, mentally preparing what she would say. She was so worried about making up her secret, that she was barely listening to Leo.
 
“Remember that paper you picked up outside the Edenhall dorms at that party a few days after you got here?” Leo asked, and it took Taylor a few minutes to realize he was asking a question.
 
“Um yeah kind of...all I read was your name and the word 'weed' before you took it from me,” Taylor answered cautiously, wondering why he was asking this.
 
“I kind of used to be addicted to marijuana... I bought it off a kid here,” Leo said slowly, searching Taylor's eyes for a reaction. Taylor's eyes widened, shocked by this secret. She hadn't expected something //bad//. He lowered his eyes, picking at a hole in his jeans, before looking up at the glow of the stars. She was too shocked to answer, and he was too embarrassed to look at her.
 
“What made you stop?” Taylor finally asked quietly.
 
“You really want to know?” Leo asked a little harshly. Taylor felt hurt, then realized he was obviously just mad at himself, not her. She scooted a little closer to him so that their shoulders were almost touching.
 
“If you want to tell me,” she whispered. A breeze whipped through the night, tearing at their clothes and attacking their hair. It was the only other movement besides Taylor and Leo, it was early morning and everyone was either sleeping or at a party.
 
“You,” he said steadily, looking out into the distance. Taylor swallowed, feeling a lump in her throat. She didn't know what //she// could have possibly done to help him unknowingly, but she was so happy he had gotten over his addiction. Hopefully it was a permanent thing.
 
“I don't know what to say,” she finally said, bumping her shoulder into his. They had become such close friends over the time of just a month, but Taylor honestly didn't know how to respond to a confession like that.
 
“I just... realized that it was something I should be ashamed of. I knew I didn't want us to keep our secrets from each other for ever, and I knew you would hate me if I told you I was addicted...” Leo trailed off uncertainly, stretching out his legs.
 
“I wouldn't hate you,” Taylor said honestly.
 
“Yes you would,” he argued.
 
“I wouldn't,” she insisted. “I would be disappointed in you, and a little sad that that was where you were taking your life, but I could never hate you.”
 
“Thanks, Taylor,” Leo said quietly, with a slight smile. It still shook Taylor up a little to know that just a month before he had been taking drugs and she had just thought he was a regular good kid. Kendall's statement that he 'USED to be a huge bada.ss his sophomore year' had made Taylor think that was his past, not his reality today.
 
“So how about your secret?” he asked, and Taylor's heart sped up nervously.
 
“I...” Taylor stuttered, desperate to think of something. Thinking about her first conversation with Kendall made her think of something else they had talked about that day, something Kendall had asked. She had asked Taylor what made someone transfer schools their senior year...
 
“I transferred because I got suspended from the last college I was at...” Taylor blurted out.
 
“For what?” Leo asked, looking relieved that she had a shady past too. Taylor felt bad for making him feel like she could relate to him, but she really had no other choice. Not only would her real secret blow his mind, it could also blow her upcoming album and even her career. The press would have a field day with this one. Taylor swallowed hard, feeling like she was about to cry. She hated lying to someone who had just admitted so much to her.
 
“I... um...my friends and I thought it would be a good prank to vandalize something... let's just say that no one took it very lightly,” Taylor said quickly, praying that he wouldn't question her. What in the world could she have vandalized? Any ideas that had started forming completely left her.
 
“Oh... I'm sorry,” Leo said, luckily not asking anything.
 
“Feel better now that there's no secrets in between us?” Taylor asked in a light airy tone, trying to pass over what she had just 'admitted'.
 
“Although they are what brought us together in the first place, yes,” Leo answered, lying back down and putting his hands behind his head. “But wouldn't you rather the whole school know that you vandalized something than cheated on Harper? He is the king of this place, ya know?”
 
“Well one was a crime I think...” Taylor answered.
 
“Well I think everyone around here cares more that you dared to hurt Harper!”
“Except he hurt me!” she reminded him.
 
“Wait... what? I thought this was just something Tessa created so she could freely hit on Harper again.” Leo sat up again, looking confused.
 
“Not that she didn't hit on him anyway. But no, actually I found her and Harper in bed together one night when I came home early from songwriting class...” Taylor admitted, kind of relieved to be telling the truth. At least not everything she told him tonight would be lies.
 
“Seriously I think I should beat that jacka.ss up,” Leo said angrily, clenching his fists. “I can't believe he would do that to you!”
 
“It's fine, really. And she can't know that you know,” Taylor said, trying to calm him down.
 
“You didn't deserve that!”
 
“He wasn't right for me anyway,” she admitted.
 
“He didn't deserve you,” Leo continued, almost to himself.
 
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Chapter 9
 
“Hey Cat, hey Michaela,” Taylor said breezily as she strolled to her seat in Literature. Michaela looked up at her, then looked away quickly, whispering something to Cat. Taylor’s stomach clenched. Sure, she had known that some people would be mad about her and Harper, but not her best friends!
 
“Um guys? What’s wrong?” Taylor said, starting to sit down in a seat beside them.
 
“As if you don’t know what you did,” Michaela said icily. “The whole school does.” Taylor looked nervously over at Cat to see her reaction, but to Taylor’s horror she saw that Cat was crying.
 
“W-what do you mean?” Taylor said unsteadily, not sitting down. She was embarrassed to notice that her voice was shaking.
 
“I mean, cheating on Harper is //one// thing,” Michaela said with disgust, talking not to Taylor but kind of to the air. “But with Cat’s boyfriend?! My brother?! You’re sick.” Taylor’s head spun. This wasn’t part of the deal. This has to be a joke. But one look at Cat’s face told her that everyone believed this was what had happened.
 
Taylor turned around quickly and rushed out of the room, not even bothering to answer her teacher when she asked where she was going. Besides, if there’s one thing she’s found out about college, it’s that the teachers don’t really care if you show up for class or not. It’s up to you to make sure you pass or fail.
 
She ran blindly out of the building and down the path. She slowed down to a walk, and tried not to cry as she walked along. Students passed, and a great majority of them snickered or whispered when they saw her. Everyone thought she did like a double sin—not only cheating on her own boyfriend, but stealing someone else’s.
 
“Tessa!” Taylor shouted, seeing a familiar blonde haired girl walking ahead of her with Jess. Tessa turned around and smirked when she saw her.
 
“What did you do?!” Taylor asked in anger, breath coming out quickly, partially because she had ran to catch up. “This wasn’t part of the deal!”
 
“What wasn’t?” Tessa asked, genuinely looking confused. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
 
“You told everyone I cheated on Harper with Andre! And now my friends hate me.”
 
“No I didn’t,” Tessa said, laughing.
 
“I did,” Jess said, smirking.
 
“Why didn’t I think of that?!” Tessa asked, grinning. She reached out her hand and gave Jess a high five.
 
“My life isn’t some big joke,” Taylor said angrily, her brown hair blowing violently around her head in the wind.
 
“It is to us,” Jess said fake sweetly. “Please excuse us now.” The two girls, pushed past Taylor, bumping their shoulders into her as they went. Taylor watched them go, her eyes filling with tears at their heartlessness. Her shoulders started shaking, and she looked up and down the path, and, seeing no one in sight, wiped a tear from her eyes.
 
“What deal?” A voice called suddenly, and Taylor’s eyes snapped open. She whirled around, and suddenly realized that she was in front of the art building. Sure enough, she looked up and Leo was sitting on the ledge. She froze, speechless for a second, realizing that he was finally talking-- to //her// of all people. These were only the third and fourth words she had heard him speak ever.
 
“Nothing,” Taylor muttered, knowing that if she told even just the part that she didn’t cheat (not the Taylor Swift part), somehow Tessa and Jess would find out. Plus Leo probably wouldn’t believe her anyway. She looked up at him, and he walked to the edge of the ledge, sat down with his legs dangling and jumped off. Taylor looked away, certain that he would break both his legs. When she looked back though, he was only a few feet from her.
 
“Trust me, I know that things involving those girls is never black and white,” he said softly, looking into Taylor’s eyes intently. It made her feel nervous, like he could see everything she was lying about. Plus she was feeling nervous in general about him talking to her. Why was he being nice all of the sudden?!
 
“I can’t tell you,” Taylor muttered nervously, breaking her eyes from the look he was giving her. She stared at his shoes, beat up Converse. He was wearing ripped jeans again, she noticed.
 
“Let me guess, they have something on you that you would never want anyone to know,” Leo said, as if reading her mind.
 
“How did you know?” Taylor asked incredulously.
 
“Let’s just say that I’ve had experience with that,” Leo said, putting his hands in the pockets of his jeans. Taylor looked at him curiously, but it was obvious that his lips were sealed, just like Taylor’s.
 
“Come sit on the ledge with me?” he asked, nodding his head toward the building. Taylor shifted nervously, running her hands through her hair. Should she? It’s not like anyone else wanted to talk to her…
 
“As long as you don’t mind knowing that we are both keeping secrets from each other,” she said.
 
“I think I can handle that,” he said with a small smile.
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Chapter 8
 
When the first day of classes came around, Taylor rolled out of bed at 9 am to go to her first class. She had three classes that day, with the one she was most excited about—songwriting—being last. Cat and Michaela had been in Taylor’s literature class, but Taylor was not expecting to see anyone in the songwriting class.
 
The class was in the art building, Ebony Hall, at 8:00 at night. Taylor glanced up at Leo’s ledge to see if he was there (he was not) before opening the door and walking inside. She remembered the hall from when she took refuge from the rain, and found the stairs quickly. She walked quickly up them to the second floor, and then found the room, 203.
 
There were five students in the room when Taylor entered, and she was surprised to see Leo sitting at a table in the corner by himself. The tables seemed to be designed for two. The other four students were sitting together at the other two tables, leaving the only empty seat next to Leo. It seemed like this was going to be a small class.
 
The teacher, a young looking woman with blonde hair, glanced up at Taylor as she walked slowly back to Leo’s table. Leo didn’t notice Taylor until she set her notebook on the table beside him. Then he looked up at her for a second and diverted his eyes. What is up with this guy? Taylor sighed a little and sat down beside him. Maybe he //should// get together with Tessa, he seems to be just as cold as she is.
 
“Seniors! This is advanced songwriting, I hope you are all prepared,” the teacher said. Everyone already seemed to know her and have taken her classes before. Even though Taylor wrote songs for a living, she got a little nervous. “Today we are just going to take it easy, and we’ll start some fun things tomorrow!”
 
Everyone started talking as the teacher walked back to her desk and pulled out some paperwork or something. Leo suddenly reached out his hand and slid Taylor’s notebook over so it was in front of him. Taylor watched his face as he slowly wrote something and slid it back. It said ‘Ms. Witlach’…. That must be the teacher’s name.
 
“Thanks,” Taylor said, trying to smile at Leo, but he wasn’t really looking at her. Taylor sighed and closed her notebook. Changing her mind, she opened it again, turning to a new page. ‘Why is this guy such a puzzle?’ she wrote. ‘I can’t pinpoint anything about him’ She continued writing ideas and lines for a song, sneaking peeks at Leo for inspiration. He seemed oblivious; he had taken out his notepad that Kendall said he carried everywhere, and was drawing something. He had it angled away so that she wasn’t able to see, just as she had her notebook angled away from him. They probably looked ridiculous sitting together like that, Taylor realized. She shut her notebook and rested her chin on her hand, staring out the window.
 
Kendall really had been right when she said that Leo was extremely antisocial. It seemed to Taylor that it would be impossible to get him to talk. She stared at his sharp jaw line and messy hair before catching herself and looking back out the window.
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A month later, Taylor was enjoying many things. A fun songwriting class, a new friendship with Kendall, Michaela and Cat, and a new boyfriend! Yeah, that’s right. The day after classes started, Harper talked to her…and obviously you know what happened. He confirmed his feelings for Taylor, and she showed hers for him.
 
“Babe,” Harper said, catching Taylor as she walked to her songwriting class one night with a kiss on the cheek.
 
“Sweetheart,” Taylor answered with a grin. Harper seemed to be the absolutely perfect boyfriend. He was so sweet, and of course the good looks didn’t hurt anything. Kendall had informed Taylor that she was the most envied girl at Itinley since she was dating Harper. Taylor had just rolled her eyes, even though she realized it was probably true.
 
“Three weeks exactly,” Harper told her, taking her hand.
 
“Isn’t it the girl who is usually keeps count?” Taylor told him, giggling, reaching up to ruffle his hair with her fingertips. Harper didn’t answer, instead he stopped their footsteps with a breathtaking kiss. Since it was almost 8:00 at night, there was no one on the path, and they just stood there kissing.
 
“I’m going to be late!” Taylor yelped, pulling away.
 
“See you later tonight?” Harper asked.
 
“Sure,” Taylor answered. “Class is usually over around 9:30, but you already know that.”
 
“Cool,” Harper said, and they went their separate ways.
 
Once in the building, Taylor took her usual seat next to Leo, who had yet to talk to her. Ms. Witlach looked up and clapped her hand once, looking around to see if everyone was there. Because of Harper’s interruption of her walk here, Taylor was the last one to arrive.
 
“As soon as you guys finish your song we’ve been working on for the past two weeks, you can leave. Just turn it in to me and you will have a really short class as long as you are almost done,” the teacher told the class, to the obvious happiness of some of the students.
 
Taylor finished her song in 15 minutes and turned it in. It was about Leo’s blatant avoidance of all human contact. Usually she could finish a song in one day, but the assignment was supposed to take two weeks, so that’s what she did. The process interested her though, because there were lots of different exercises and activities to generate ideas and sometimes even just single phrases.
 
Taylor hurried back to her dorm, eager to put her notebook back and head over to Harper’s room. She was excited to have more time with him than usual, because she was about an hour earlier than every other day. Taylor bounded up the stairs and walked quickly to her room. The room was dark but she heard noises from the direction of Tessa’s bed and the faint outline of people. Figures, Tessa probably brought another guy back to the room like usual. Taylor wished she could just drop her notebook on the floor and leave without turning on the light, but she really wanted her phone. She flipped on the light switch, not meaning to look but she couldn’t really help it.
 
Tessa was just wearing a bra and a thong, and was straddling a boy with her back to the door, kissing him. The boy looked suspiciously like…
 
“Ohmygosh,” Tessa huffed, turning around, and Taylor saw his face. It was Harper.
 
“Taylor?” Harper asked, squinting, eyes adjusting to the light. He quickly shoved Tessa off of him, revealing that he was shirtless. “It’s not what it looks like.”
 
“Classic line when boy is busted,” Taylor snapped, trying to hold back her shock and tears. Tessa just glared icily and smugly at Taylor. “How long have you been hooking up with her?”
 
“Stupid question,” Tessa said, flipping her hair off her shoulders. “On and off since sophomore year.”
 
“I can’t believe you,” Taylor said with only a slight quiver in her voice. She couldn’t break down here, in front of two people who didn’t care about her.
 
“He just knows who is hot, and who is not,” Tessa said snottily, looking disdainfully at Taylor.
 
“Taylor—“ Harper started, but Tessa cut him off.
 
“Don’t worry Harper,” she said, pushing him towards the door, “Taylor won’t tell anyone you cheated. I promise.”
 
“How—?” Harper started again, but Tessa just told him to trust her and shut the door behind him, after throwing him his shirt.
 
“I’m not going to be the bad guy in this,” Taylor said angrily to Tessa.
 
“Don’t be so sure about that,” Tessa answered. “Neither am I. And I know something about you that I //know// you don’t want anyone to know about.” Taylor’s heart pounded quickly and she got dizzy. Was Tessa talking about what she thought she was?
 
“And this proves it,” Tessa said, pulling out a drivers license. Taylor recognized her own, ‘Taylor Swift’ it said clearly. Taylor swallowed hard, extremely nervous.
 
“I can’t believe you went through my things,” Taylor said.
 
“I can’t believe you’re f.ucking Taylor Swift,” Tessa said. “Her music, well YOUR music, sucks balls.”
 
“Just tell me what you want me to do.”
 
“You don’t have to do anything but be quiet. I will tell everyone what actually happened tonight, which is that Harper walked in here to find YOU in bed with a guy.” Taylor’s jaw dropped.
 
“Are you kidding me? Everyone is going to hate me for cheating on him! Plus I wouldn’t even //be// in bed with a guy.” Taylor said in disgust.
 
“It’s either that, or everyone knows you’re Taylor Swift and you can kiss your college experience goodbye. I’m doing this to save Harper and I’s reputation, so if you don’t say a word about our secret, I won’t say a word about yours. Deal?”
 
Taylor swallowed hard, feeling like she was about to make a deal with the devil. “Deal,” she agreed nervously. Like she had any other choice.
 
Why hadn’t she listened when everyone told her Harper was a player?
 
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all time low's version of umbrella is wayyy better than rihanna's (:
 
So two of my friends came over yesterday... one of them got here first and we made our "invention" for our economics class... it's a "Plate Pal" a portable plate separater that you just set ontop your plate if you don't want your food to touch each other xD
 
& then I made a music video of her(: quite fun...
 
& then the second girl got there & I had to work on stuff for our mock trial competition that is like NEXT WEEK! aaah

this is pretty funny, if i do say so myself :P

lucy hale kind of looks like an older version of selena gomez... do you think? (:

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Chapter 7
 
Taylor walked down the steps and out of the dorm. The night was dark, huge clouds were still left over from the rainstorm earlier. Seeing a bench across the path under a lamp, Taylor walked slowly over and sat down, crossing her legs. It was hard to believe all that had happened since she arrived at Itinley just that morning. She had met Harper, got frozen out by Tessa, became friends with Kendall, got caught in a downpour, met Leo & Mary Alice, went to a party and met a whole ton of other people!
 
Then came the part that was foremost in Taylor’s mind—what had just happened with Harper. Sure, she had just met him earlier that day, but something already felt right between them. Taylor usually did not jump into relationships that fast, it just wasn’t her style. And who even knows //what// this will turn into, Taylor thinks as she sits in the chilly night air, waiting for Harper to come out. Watch him never show up, moving on to other girls.
 
Taylor pushed the dismal thoughts out of her head and stood up, deciding to look around close by while she waited. She read a plaque by the door of the dorm: EDENHALL DORMITORY. Not very exciting. Examining the pretty purple flowers in the planters: semi exciting. Picking up a white piece of paper that had been dropped deep into a shrub: hopefully exciting.
 
The paper unfolded in her hands slowly, wrinkled and sort of wet from the rain earlier. The ink writing was smeared in a lot of places. Taylor had read the words “Leo” and “weed” before the paper was snatched from her hand. Taylor looked up, heart pounding, and almost passed out right then and there.
 
The paper was crumpled and shoved into a coat pocket before the boy actually looked at her. Taylor had recognized Leo immediately, but it appeared that Leo did not recognize her until now. Taylor hadn’t even seen or heard him come out of the building, but it must have been only a few seconds before she opened the paper. If he had watched her poking around everything, then that’s embarrassing.
 
Now Leo ran his hand over the slight scruffiness of his face, looking a little angry and a little embarrassed. Taylor kept staring at him, over processing the two words she had read and wondering if he knew that she read it. He looked closely at Taylor, looking as if he was about to say something. The wind picked up, ruffling Leo’s hair. He looked up at the dark sky, sliding his hands in his jacket pockets. Taylor looked up too, by instinct.
 
Still he did not say a word. Taylor realized that the only thing she had heard him say so far was the two words inside: Mary Alice. She shifted from foot to foot, a little uncomfortable, but not wanting to break the silence. He looked down again, came one step closer to Taylor. His mesmerizing green eyes held her gaze for a full five seconds, then turned around and walked away slowly. Taylor’s heart pounded as she watched him go, wondering what in the world just happened.
 
Just as Leo disappeared into the shadows, the building door swung open, and Harper walked out, beer in hand. Taylor turned around, her heart gradually slowing down and relaxing. She giggled as Harper swung an arm around her shoulders and guided her over the bench. They both sat down, and Harper kept his arm around her.
 
“Sorry I took so long,” he apologized with a toothpaste commercial smile. With his brownish blonde hair, blue eyes and classic football player body, it was obvious why Harper was the most sought after guy at Itinley. Taylor was still in shock that he even noticed her on her first day here.
 
“It’s cool,” Taylor said. “I had a nice talk with that flower planter by the door.” Harper laughed and shook his head in disbelief.
 
“So Taylor,” Harper said, pausing to tug on a strand of Taylor’s brown hair. “How do you like Itinley so far?”
 
“Seems great,” Taylor said, relaxing under Harper’s arm.
 
“Yeah… it really is,” he answered, but he seemed different than he had before. Something shifted in his tone, but Taylor couldn’t really pinpoint what it was.
 
“I don’t think Tessa and I are going to get along,” Taylor said lightly, trying to pass it off as no big deal. Really though, it is going to annoy Taylor to death. She hoped that Jess and Tessa would get to room together after all.
 
“She’s actually a really sweet girl,” Harper insisted. Taylor raised her eyebrows, and Harper grinned.
 
“Oh, okay. Fine. She’s sweet to some people. She just has a guard around her where she hardly lets anyone in, but if you get to know her, you’ll like her,” he said. Taylor doubted it.
 
“Well we’ll see,” Taylor answered, trying to sound optimistic. A rustling sound from the shadows around the side of the building made Taylor jump, and Harper laughed.
 
“Probably just a squirrel or something,” he told her, even though it was night and Taylor had never seen a squirrel at night before. Taylor felt a vague uneasy feeling, but shook it off.
 
“It’s getting late, I think I’m going to head back to my room,” Taylor said, standing up. Even though she was having a lot of fun with Harper, Taylor wanted to get a chance to call Haylee before it got too late.
 
“I’ll walk you,” Harper said. A few minutes later Taylor was in her room, after a hug from Harper. She still wasn’t sure if Harper was just being a player, like everyone kept telling her, or if he actually liked her. She hoped it to be the second one as she kicked off her shoes and flopped on the bed.
 
Pulling out her cell, she called Haylee’s number and waited impatiently for her to pick up.
 
“Taylor!!!” Haylee screeched with excitement, making Taylor hold the phone away from her ear.
 
“Hey,” Taylor said, laughing.
 
“I was hoping you would call!” she continued excitedly. “Has anyone recognized you? Met any guys? Made any friends?” Taylor proceeded to tell her the stuff that happened to her that day… minus a few details. She told her all about Harper, but left out Leo and Mary Alice. They seemed too surreal… and just confusing …that Taylor didn’t even feel like talking about it. She told her about the seemingly friendly people: Kendall, Cat, Michaela and Andre. Then she told her about Tessa and Jess.
 
“Wow, seems like a fair trade,” Haylee said with a giggle.
 
“What??” Taylor asked. “It’s not fair I got an evil roommate!” Taylor tried to be quiet in case Tessa would to burst in, but since the party was still going Taylor predicted she wouldn’t show up anytime soon.
 
“Well… I predict you will soon have a hot boyfriend in this Harper guy, so it makes sense you have an awful Tessa. I would be really freaked out if your life there was perfect and your first day went great and you loved everyone. That would be unnatural.”
 
“I see your point,” Taylor said, thinking it over. It //had// been really lucky, meeting Harper right after she arrived.
 
“Besides, if you were that lucky, I’d throw more mac and cheese at you,” Haylee added, thinking back to a few days earlier after Taylor’s last concert when she had done that.
 
“Don’t you dare,” Taylor said, smiling as she talked a while longer with her best friend before hanging up. Maybe this college thing wouldn’t be too bad after all.
 
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