Christian Larsen

This world is full of annoying people where the annoying people have too much audacity to annoy everyone. It's my second year at Boston University. My parents initially wanted me to go to Harvard but I refused because I know at the end of the day, all they want is for me to join 'The Larsen Group of Companies (LGC)' which I'm not looking forward to because my father-the CEO- has always been working his ass off for the company. That's why, Sadie's mom-Lauren-divorced him because he wasn't giving her the time and affection she deserved and that's what he's been trying to do since he married my mother because I know and I've seen how much he loves her and how much he's trying not to repeat any of those mistakes ever again.

But life doesn't always give you second chances. My dad got and he's working hard every damn day to make his marriage work. Call me old school, but I don't believe in divorce and remarriage kind of stuff. I believe in marrying the one and only person who gives you butterflies in your stomach whenever you see them, makes you fall in love with them all over again, every damn time you talk to them or meet them or just look at them. I believe in falling in love. I believe in soulmates. I believe in 'till death do us part'.

"Get the fuck out of your thoughts, bro. We're going to be late"- Noah said bringing me back from my dreamy land which no one knows about. Noah is my cousin as well as my best friend. He and I spend most of the time together, from attending classes to having dinner. He has been with me through everything. And whatever happens in my life, family is what I can never turn my back on. "Who cares if we're late? Do you?"

"I don't. But Mike and the group have been bursting my phone since morning about the ice hockey game on campus, today."-Noah said exasperatedly, by 'Mike and the group' he meant the group, technically there are some extraordinarily annoying people at school who hang out with us probably since day one. Most of the (90%) time, I ignore them, and the rest of the (10%) time, I do talk just for the sake of Noah. He likes to hang out with them, genuinely. Little does he know, they only want him around because he's rich. That's what they think for both of us. They're just quiet because they know, one fucking gossip about my brother, and they won't be able to enjoy the glorious future they have ahead of themselves.

"Alright. Let's get going."- I said, indicating him towards the door.

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(in the campus cafeteria)

"....about to lose if the referee didn't have whistled."-Nailea said, laughing. She's the only single girl in the group, everyone instead of her is committed either to someone from the group or to someone unknown. All Nailea does is seduce guys whether they're single or not, she doesn't care. All she cares about is her needs. She always gets what she wants. And what she wants is to act all innocent and then lead someone astray.

"Yeah, exactly." Luke said. He secretly likes her and always walks behind her like a fucking dog.

Noah has a girlfriend. No one else knows yet except me. I once saw him chatting to some 'mysterious 'A' with a red heart' that's how I knew. He said they both are keeping it secret until she tells her roommate. I wonder who the girl is and why is she so afraid of her roommate.

I was again busy in my thoughts when someone walked into the cafeteria. Long and dark brown wavy hair carried in a twisted hairstyle with a little fringe of hair coming out from each side of her temples, darkest brown eyes in which anyone could get lost just like a little kid getting lost in a thick forest if left alone. Little pink lips with mascara on her eyelashes and a little blush on her cheeks. She was wearing blue wide jeans with a cute, little, black crop top. She was carrying a white shirt in one hand (she always carries a shirt along) with her phone and a coffee whereas, on the other hand, she had a beige tote bag, that's where she probably had her books and other stuff, I don't know. How can a person be this pretty and multi-talented? She was looking like an actual goddess from heaven. I've been just noticing her since her first day here which was a year and a half ago. Yes, I'm a semester ahead of her. It's a drawback, I know.

I don't know much about her except, has three friends in total- Audreya Young, studying fashion design, is her best friend/roommate and they've been together since day one. And Evelyn Jane, a psychology student, came into existence after one day, she and Audreya Young found her sitting alone after class in her second semester which was I guess six months ago.

She is Josette Marshall. An international student who moved from Australia and studying Bachelor of Business Administration, the same course as me at Boston University in Boston, Massachusetts.

From all the states in America, she chose to move to Boston. Of all the schools in Boston, she chose to come to BU! Of all the subjects she chose Business administration?? This is not a coincidence, this is a sign. She is sent for me.

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I've been doing nothing, but just look at the beauty sitting right opposite to me from the past...-? I don't know. I've lost count.

WAIT! SHE LOOKED AT ME? DID THE EYE CONTACT FINALLY HAPPEN?

Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. OH MY GOD!

Act cool. Act cool. Act cool. Act cool!

This day can't get any better.!!!

(Later in accounting class)

I don't know what Mr. Greg is talking about right now, because all of my concentration and focus is only towards one person. Although she sitting exactly opposite to where I am right now, but it's fine because I'm not sitting in this class to learn, I'm here for the love of my life. I've already studied this a year ago. Actually, I can leave this school right now if I want to, but I won't because earlier I was here for knowledge, now I'm here for my love. My father being the billionaire, at least gave me this advantage that I can come here anytime and any day I want or not, it's all up to me. Not to brag or something but I have an extremely high IQ, which is why I did all of my 3 years of study in 1 year. Now, I'm just here chilling and waiting for the graduation. Professors here know about my condition and I have also gone through several doctors for check-ups regarding my condition, but no one knows what exactly this is.

Holy mother of-? Shit! She saw me staring! SHIT! What is she going to think of me? Oh my god. She's going to think I'm a freak. Oh my god, just when I thought, this day couldn't get any better, it got worse.

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(Later at Sadie's after school)

"So? Do you have plans tonight?" Sadie asked while experimenting with her recipe for me. She always does this to me. She's my elder sister. Before my father was married to my mother, he was married to Lauren- Sadie's mother. Lauren and Dad split many years ago with a mutual understanding when Sadie was 5 years old. A year after my father married my mother, who then had me. Sadie and I share a different/special bond. She's the first best friend I had since the day I was born. She moved out of the house when she was 18 years old and she's gay. That's what she tries her recipes for. She said she's been saving her best recipes for the only girl she'll propose, to "because she'll going to be fucking special".

No one knows about Josette except her.

"No" I said. She already knew something was up. She's been trying to convince me to at least go talk to her, but just I can't. "Did you see her today?"

"The eye contact happened."

"No shit, what?!! This brings celebrations, Chris. A toast! To something happening for the first time in a year and a half." She said, handing me the champagne glass. Damn, she's quick. "No celebrations. Not after I made fun of myself."

"Oh, what did you do now?"

"I was looking at her while sitting in an accounting class. She saw me looking. Now she knows I'm a freak."

"Aaaaand, are you?" She asked. "Are you, what?" I said, confused. Not knowing, what is she referring to? "A freak?"

"Oh. Shut Up." I said. Drank the rest of the champagne and left.