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With less than half an hour until class started, I knew I needed to hurry or I would never make it.
                  Rummaging through my closet quickly, I got dressed while hopping to the bathroom to brush my teeth and fix my hair. It was early, but I wanted to put at least a little effort in since I would see Stephen in my math class later. Once I looked like I hadn’t just woken up, I picked up my backpack and headed outside. Ready or not, it was time for class.
                  Walking out into the fall weather helped to wake me completely. It was sunny and cold out, with bright colors covering every tree on campus. It was my favorite season, and instantly made me want to get in my car and drive to White House Fruit Farms. Sadly, that only served as a reminder how far I was from home.
                  Although I had only been at school for a little over a month it was still hard each day being away from my parents. After everything that had happened with Olena, I spent more time at home than ever. The friendships I had at school before the incident quickly crumbled when rumors about what happened at Perkins swept through the school. Refusing to relive the moment any more than I had to, I shut out everyone. Then, after graduation I spend my summer rethinking my college plans. No longer wanting to attend Ohio State where I might run into someone I knew, I decided to go to the one place no one from Ohio would think to go: Michigan.
                  Northwest Michigan College was one of two schools in Michigan I had applied for, but won out since it was farthest from Youngstown. Over 7 hours from home, I was certain I would not run into anyone from high school on campus. And, a month later, it was proving to be quite true. I still had not seen anyone I knew from home, and no one at school seemed to know about the news story that surrounded me my senior year.
                  After an uneventful biology class I headed to math, grabbing a coffee on the way. Staying focused sitting next to Steven was hard enough. Add in a late night of studying, and I was sure to get even further behind in the class.
                  “Good morning sunshine!” Steven announced as I slid into the seat next to him. As usual his comment made me absentmindedly run my fingers through my hair. I doubted he would have given me the nickname before I added the highlights to my dishwater blond locks.
                  “Hey Steven,” I smiled, unloading my notebook and sipping on my coffee.
                  “So are you ready for tomorrow?” he asked, brushing his dazzling blond hair out of his face. Between his hair, his tan skin, and his chocolate brown eyes, every time I talked to him I had to remind myself to breathe. Steven Jackson had all the good looks of the popular guys back home, only he actually talked to me like my opinion mattered.
                  “Tomorrow?” I asked, looking away to keep the distractions at a minimum.
                  “Yeah, the test?” Steven tried again, pointing to where Professor Keating had written the announcement on the chalkboard.
                  “Oh no,” I groaned, leaning forward to rest my forehead on the desktop in front of me. “I totally forgot.”
                  “Sounds like someone might need an extra week to study.” Steven laughed, nudging his shoulder into mine.
                  “More like an extra month,” I sighed, slowly sitting up before slumping in my seat.
                  “What about a study buddy instead?” he asked, resting his arm on the back of my chair.
                  A grin quickly spread across my face. But, before I could answer, class began. It gave me plenty of time to think through the best way to say yes. Steven and I had hung out a few times in the minutes between classes. He was the first guy