3. 5 years later....
Finally, a night to myself.
College was harder than I could expect, but I was ok. Southern California University wasn't the easiest thing to get into, but I managed to write a terrific application about my life, so they understood my terrible middle school grades. I went into a local restaurant and sat down at the bar. I was only 20, but I was going to turn 21 in a month, so as long as I don't order a drink with alcohol, I'd be fine.
"Hey, beautiful." A deep voice behind me mutters. I wheel around to see a blonde man wearing a red velvet color sweater. I give him a disgusted look. "What's with your face?"
"Go away," I laughed and turned around.
"You're an SCU junior, aren't you?" He asked.
"Yeah, what're you?" I replied.
"Senior." He said.
"Ahh..." I said.
"I'm Greg. Greg Mathews." He said.
"Sofia Melingo." I smiled and shook his hand.
"Sooo..." He paused and sat down in the chair next to mine. "Tell me about you."
"What do you want to know?" I questioned.
"What's your story?" He asked. "Why are you here?"
"Well," I sighed. "That's an interesting tale..."