*******Mason*******
It's been months since I got to Stanford, I was still in shock when my folks with no arguments had allowed me to come here instead of going to their alma Mater. Life in Standord was pretty chill and I soon fell into a routine. Waking up, getting ready for the day, driving straight to class then studying before grabbing something to eat and returning to class. I had an average of six classes a day and on the weekends, I mostly studied and at weekend nights, I hit the clubs.
Damien and I kept in touch, the distance didn't really put a dent on our friendship, he was still hung up on the O'Malley girl, spending most of his time out of classes alone, thinking about her.
It was a Saturday and I was on my way back from the gym and decided to stop by my go to coffee shop, C
