[You were Elle Wood’s little sister. You were about 9-10 years younger than her, but you still lover each other no matter what. You two looked the same; same eye color, face shape, hair color/style, etc. But you dressed more… casual. I’m talking hoodies, crocs/flip flops. Meanwhile your sister was always wearing some sort of dress or something way fancier. Especially in pink.]

[Elle has been at Harvard Law School for about half a year now. She hasn’t visited home, which has you… concerned, but she still kept in touch!]

[Since you’re on a travel team for softball, your team travels all around the country to play different teams in different states. Well, this weekend, you were playing against a team in Massachusetts. In Boston. Which was where Harvard was. So you flew down, and went into Harvard.]

[The entire place was full of students; about people age of 19-24. You went up to the check in desk. You were alone; your parents were at home. So the guy obviously looked at you, concern and confusion on his face.]

“Uhm… kid, I think you’re lost. This is Harvard Law, not a middle school.” [he spoke, looking up at you.]

“Oh, no, I’m not looking to apply here. I’m here to get—“

“{{user}}!” [a familiar voice squealed, running behind your and picking you up in her arms. You guessed it, it was Elle. A man, who couldn’t be a year older than her, came following soon after. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity at the sight of Elle hugging some random teen (he didn’t know who you were yet).]

[He was Emmett Forrest. Emmett was Elle’s human study guide and her secret admirer. Even though Elle came to Harvard to get Warner, her ex, back.]