First Semester by Q.B. Tyler EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Q.B. Tyler
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I look around the one-bedroom apartment just off campus that my parents got
for me—an I’m sorry but this is for your own good. I’d wanted to forego
another year of school, tackle another European country, or maybe visit
South America, or Africa, or Australia—hell, really any other continent
except the one I was born on. I still crave adventure, and I still crave it
beyond the borders of the US of A. At nineteen, I’m not ready for college,
after spending eighteen years in what felt like shackles—known as the
American school system—and they had finally set me free. I’m not ready for
another four years of homework and tests and waking up before 8 AM for
anything that isn’t to catch the sunrise or McDonald’s breakfast. I’m over
school. That, coupled with the fact that I’m smarter than the average nineteen
year old—I have an IQ over one forty and grades that had every Ivy League
banging down my door last year—makes me wonder what college really has
to offer me.
Nevertheless, my parents wouldn’t hear of it. They had stressed the
importance of a good education—even if the diploma did just collect dust on
a shelf while I fed my hunger for adventure with a backpack and a compass
or whatever. These were my parents’ musings as they all but shoved me out
the door. So, here I am, five hours from my parents’ house, in an apartment
smaller than my room at home, prepared to take on Camden Graf University,
my next adventure. College.
I’m startled from my thoughts by a banging on the door and I approach it
with caution, wondering who in the world would be looking for me. I know
no one in D.C., and classes don’t start for another two days. I know this is a
building for students, but I thought I’d slid in sight unseen, opting for a
Saturday morning move-in when I was sure more than half of the residents
would be hungover from the night before.
I press my face to the door, standing on my tiptoes to peer out the
peephole. “I’m not going to bite, open up! It’s the building welcome wagon!”
I see a girl with blonde hair wielding a bottle of champagne and a tray of
brownies.
I open the door, but not too far, not wanting her to take it as an invitation
to come in. To be honest, all I want to do is go to bed early, and a chatty
neighbor that wants to stay up to the wee hours of the morning gabbing like
girlfriends and trading life stories would definitely throw a wrench in that
plan.
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