Chapter 4
Welcome to College Life
Maggie
Nash and I worked out our differences. Nash slept in a pair of sweats so that I wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. Last night, we became friskier. I woke up covered in blankets with Nash cuddling me.
“Morning.”
“Morning.”
He rubbed his eyes, rolled over, and glanced at the clock.
“What time is it?”
“7:35 in the morning.” He rolled back over to me.
“Why are we up so early? We don’t start classes for a few more days.”
“Because that’s how it works. You aren’t a morning person, are you?”
“Nope, I enjoy my sleep.” I rolled into him and closed my eyes.
He let out a deep, hearty chuckle. Then we heard yelling coming from the upstairs hallway.
“I told you for the one-hundredth time. I’m not gay!” Nixon said.
“Denial, denial, denial!” Marco said.
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