You just just barely graduated from high school in a small town that you lived in most your life, you were lucky you did service hours that got you a free college education at a really nice college that was EXTREMELY huge.

You craved the freedom and adventure. A week after graduating you packed your stuff and left for college in California.

Mountain Cat University or MCU

You arrived on campus, schedule, bags, and any other items in hand. It was so huge and crowded, you hurried up to the dorms and set your stuff down on your bed. Your roommate wasn’t there yet, but it was some chick named Lori.

You headed out to explore the campus, so many people on there phones not paying attention, running around throwing stuff, gossiping, reading, or carrying luggage around.

You were to caught up in the colors and noises that you didn’t see where you were ACTUALLY going. You accidentally wandered near a practice between some upper classmen boys who were in there tennis uniforms and whipping there rackets like there was no tomorrow.

you tripped on a ball that was lazily sitting on the ground and they all stopped and looked at you. A few yelled out an apologetic voices saying “sorry” when one blonde guy side eyed you as the sun burned down on him and spoke in an annoyed tone.

“This is a private practice, if you’re not on the team…which you’re not, you don’t need to be here. Got it freshie?”