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Chapter 1--Cheers, To A Good Day

Logan

Today is going to be a good day.

I kept repeating that same sentence in my head. I woke up with a good feeling in the pit of my stomach, coming to the conclusion that today was going to be good. Granted, whenever I would say that, my day tended to go to shit, but no.

Today is going to be a good day.

I can feel it. I have to feel it. There are days when I wake up with nothing. Emptiness. A whole different meaning of not caring.

No.

Not today.

Today is going to be a good day.

Harper

I'm finally here. Oh my God, I'm finally here.

I had been on campus before. I had seen the pictures and the brochures and basically everything there is to know about this campus. And I'm finally stepping foot in it. Not only was I stepping foot, I was becoming a part of it. After walking on the paths and eating at the food court, waiting for Vincent, I could finally do it as a student and not a visitor.

Four years, it took me four years of studying, testing, and acing to get here. High school seemed like a blur. With the obstacles I had to jump through to get my diploma and receive scholarships, I was still able to make it.

I stopped in the center of campus. The breeze carried small droplets from the fountain towards me. There was an abundant number of tour guides and assistants that were gathered in the center. Surrounding the circle was several different clubs and groups that tried attracting people with baked goods and neon signs. I stood still for a moment, watching the buzz around me. As I took deep breaths, I heard my name being called out.

"Harper," His voice called out. I would have recognized that voice and tone anywhere. When I turned around, Vincent was only a few feet away. Only one strap of his backpack was slung on his shoulder. He was wearing a dark navy-blue polo and khaki shorts with his best pair of Sperry's. Had he been wearing his cap, I would have thought he belonged to a fraternity. Instead, he let his small brown curls loose, simply letting his shades rest on his head.

A smile instantly spread on my lips and I couldn't help but let go of the handle of my suitcase. Vincent hugged me tightly, pulling my feet off the ground. A high-pitched squeal erupted from my throat as I tightened my arms around him.

"I can't believe you're here," Vincent grinned when he put me down. He left a small peck against my lips—my breath instantly catching. "I'm so glad you're here princess."

"You won't be getting rid of me any time soon Vinny," I said unable to hide my smile.

Vincent put his arm over my shoulder and brought me closer to him. His happiness was contagious and the glow on his face reflected mine. "Come on," He grabbed the handle of my suitcase. "We'll help you move in."

Penny and Johnny quickly joined us. They were hand-in-hand. I remembered last year when I first saw them together. They were meant to be. Penny and Vincent had the same professor for a semester and Johnny—although a year older—lived on Vincent's dorm floor. Johnny and Vincent instantly clicked as friends and decided this year to room together. And after some matchmaking skills between Vincent and I, we managed to get the Penny and Johnny together.

"Hey Harper," Penny smiled at me. Her blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing her sorority T-shirt. "You excited to be here?"

All I could do was squeal in response as I hugged her tightly, "Are you kidding? This is awesome."