Acceptance Part 2
Esme smiled at her friends in her course. They are singing like crazy and playing their instruments. Their class hasn't started yet but it seems like they are already starting a concert. This is what Esme loves. To be close to people who have the same path as her.
It's been days probably. But she enjoyed each of her subjects. Although she didn't participate with questions so much, she understands it completely. She's a quiet type of learner.
"Wanna hang out tonight? We have a party in the dorm." The guy in black hair named Tyrone asked. He's a cute guy, tall, lean, and yes, handsome. Probably her type. Or she didn't know exactly what her type was.
"Oh, I~~uh, I can't," Esme said.
"Wow, this is the first time that someone rejects. We have a pre-freshmen party. The freshmen party is on another day."
"You should come."