Jessica's POV:

I yawned, sitting up. I ran a hand through my messy hair and sleepily looked at my phone.

Shizz. Shizz. Shizz shizz shizz shizz shizz!!

I have 10 minutes to make it to orientation.

I jumped out of bed, landing on the floor with a loud thud. I groaned then remembered my situation.

I'm late!

I showered as quickly as I could, threw on some reasonable clothes and brushed my hair.

'Crack.'

Are you kidding me?! Of all days today is when my brush breaks and my hair is still in a mess!

Ugh. Beanie! That's it, I need a beanie. Sofia has a beanie. She wouldn't mind me borrowing it I'm sure.

She wouldn't wanna be disturbed though.

Oh thank the heavens, I still have the beanie I borrowed from her last week!

Right now my bag. I got two notebooks, pencils and pens and um do I need something else?

I don't, I don't think so.

Great I'm ready. No I didn't have breakfast. An apple and some water should hold me up.

I grabbed an apple and water and left the house and ran to the car.

I groaned, I forgot Sofia.

I ran back inside and knocked on her door.

"Sofia! We're late! Are you ready?!" No answer. "Come on its our first day of university don't ignore me now!" No answer.

I signed and opened the door to see no one there. So she left without me. Great. Now I'm extra late.

I ran back outside and then realized.....

I forgot my car keys.

I groaned and banged my head on the car. I'm....Bang!......going.....Bang!.......to......Bang!........be so........Bang!.......late!......Bang! Bang!

I ran back inside my room, grabbed my keys and drove off.

Okay okay, we're going to be just fine Jess, we're gonna reach to school, be fashionably late. No worries.

Now I just need my phone to know where my school is exactly.

I dug through my bag but couldn't feel my phone.

I swung by a corner and stopped the car. I thoroughly dug through my bag and groaned knowing I left it at home.

I banged my head on the car.

Bang! Worst.....Bang!......day....Bang!......ever!

Bang!

Okay. Okay. Calm down Jess. MAJOR  set back but I'm gonna get through this.

How?

I have no clue.

Maybe I should go back home and get it. Then I'd miss the entire orientation. Or I could ask people for directions.

There might be some creeps.

I sighed, but this is all I could do now. "Excuse me." I stopped a woman walking by.

She looked at me. "Can you give me directions to UCLA please. I'm kinda lost."

She smiled warmly at me but soon it turned into a glare. "What the bleep is wrong with you stopping people on the street. I have my own matters to see about. Find someone else to help you with your bleep matter."

My eyes were wide. She seemed so kind.

Okay, minor set back. I could just ask someone else.

"Excuse me sir." I stopped a boy from walking. He looked at me. "Can you give me directions to UCLA. You see I'm lost and its my first day and I woke up late and I forgot my friend but realised she left then I forgot my keys then I realise I forgot my phone and I don't know what I'm suppose to do so can you please help me!"

He looked dumbfounded at my rant but soon it was replaced with a smile.

He laughed, "No problem. I'm actually on my way to UCLA myself. I go to school there."

"Oh. Thank you so much."

"If you give me a ride, I'm sure you'll reach your destination since we're going the same place and all."

I sighed. Things are looking up. Cue R5 song.

He came in the passenger seat.

"Okay make a left at this upcoming corner." He told me.

I nodded, turning the corner.

"Now go straight. Right. Turn left....right now. Good now make a right. Here we are!" He directed.

I smiled. Finally.

I drove inside and parked. I got out the car with my stuff and so did he.

"Thanks a lot um, what's your name?"

He chuckled," The name's Elliot." "Jessica." I told him.

"Well Jessica. I will gladly lead you to the hall where orientations are."

"Thanks Elliot."

We walked for a while. "So what year are you in college?" I asked.

"Third." He replied," I started two years ago. I was like you. Lost. Late." he chuckled."Haha, very funny." "So whats this abut a friend leaving you?"

I sighed, "She's my best friend actually. We had an argument yesterday and it was my fault and she's really stubborn so she's not talking to me."

He nodded, "Tough. My sister is like that actually. Haven't talked to her in forever. It's actually my fault as well." he chuckled, but he seemed sad.

"What happened?" I asked softly. "Well, I wanted to see the world at you can say a young age. My aunt was actually planning to do something like that and she didn't mind taking me with her. My mom and dad agreed, knowing how adventurous I was but my little sister and I were very close so she obviously didn't want me to go." he stopped.

"She told me, if I left her like Isabella, she'll never forgive me." he let out a breath. 

"And you left." I said. He nodded, "So she still hasn't forgiven you." he again nodded. That's really sad. "Who's Isabella?"

"Who was." he sighed. "Isabella was my little sister as well Sofia's twin, she died from an asthma attack when they were 10. Sofia was the one who got affected the most, Isabella was her best friend. I was the one who always comforted Sofia so we became closer."

"So you leaving was like another best friend leaving her." I said softly. He nodded. 

"Wait. Did you say her name was Sofia?" I asked. "Yeah, why?" "What's her full name?" I ignored his question. "Sofia Marie Charles."

My eyes widened, "That's Sof." 

"What?" he questioned. "We're taking about the same girl." I told him. "My best friend has the same name as your sister. It has to be the same person."

"You're best friends with my sister?" he asked. "That's so cool, she really the bestest friend you could ever have." he told me. 

"Yeah and I screwed up yesterday." I looked down, "I think I now understand why she said she doesn't need me during our fight. " 

"It's like she already got accustomed to losing her best friends." Elliot finished. I nodded, "Exactly." 

Oh Sof. "She never mentioned you or Isabella before." I spoke. "Figures." is all he said.

"Well the hall is right there." he pointed at a door a distance away. "Thanks again Elliot." I hugged him. My face lit up, "I have an idea! A way we could win back Sofia! You could come over and she'll be so happy to see you she'll have to forgive us." 

Elliot smiled. "That's a great idea!" "Give me your number so I could text you the plans." I said. He gave me his number and I did the same. 

"Bye." I waved, running to the hall. 

I ran inside and soon my face collided into the floor when I tripped. My bag slumped on my head. Everyone began laughing, even some teachers has a small smile.

A hand appeared infront of me, I looked up to see the hand belonged to Sofia.

I accepted and she walked to a woman. "Excuse Ms, Bellemere, can we be excused so I can help her wash up from her little incident." Sofia spoke with this proper tone, posture good (for once). 

"No problem Sofia. This is the kind of students I want in UCLA. Those who help and not laugh at others in need of assistance."

Sofia and I walked to the bathroom. 

I washed my face. "Thanks for helping me." I said. She didn't reply. "And for not laughing." I continued. "Don't worry. I did laugh." she gave a small smirk. I smiled, there's my Sof.

Her face again turned solemn, "Let's go back to the hall." she told me, leaving the room.

This is some kind of start for a first day. I sighed, following her.

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