CHAPTER 1 - A NEW CHAPTER
Lila couldn't believe it-her first day of college had finally arrived. As she stood in front of her dorm room mirror, she took a deep breath and tried to calm the butterflies in her stomach. The day she'd been waiting for her entire life was here, and it felt surreal. She adjusted her over- sized sweater, trying to decide if it made her look artsy or just unkempt. After much debate, she settled on "comfortably quirky," which seemed to match her personality perfectly.
The campus buzzed with the energy of new beginnings. Lila had always imagined this day as a montage of classic college moments: laughing with new friends, acing her classes, and maybe, just maybe, meeting someone special. But reality, she knew, was rarely like the movies.
She grabbed her backpack, making sure she had all her essentials: notebooks, pens, and the emergency chocolate bar her mom insisted she bring. "You never know when you'll need it," her mom had said with a wink, as she handed it over that morning. Lila smiled at the thought, feeling a pang of homesickness mixed with excitement.
The dorm hallway was already bustling with activity as she stepped out. Boxes were being carried, laughter echoed from open doors, and there was an unmistakable smell of burnt popcorn wafting through the air. "Typical," Lila thought with a chuckle.
As she made her way to her first class, Lila couldn't help but marvel at the campus. The historic buildings, the lush green lawns, and the groups of students chatting as they walked to class-it was everything she'd hoped for. She was so absorbed in taking it all in that she didn't notice the person walking towards her until it was too late.
"Oof!" she exclaimed as she collided with a solid chest, sending her coffee cup flying. The warm liquid splashed across the front of the guy's shirt, leaving a large brown stain.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Lila gasped, her face turning crimson as she looked up at him. He was tall, with messy brown hair that looked like it had never met a comb, and striking green eyes that were now staring down at her in surprise.
The guy looked at his stained shirt, then back at her, and to Lila's relief, a slow smile spread across his face. "Well, I guess that's one way to make a first impression," he said, his tone light and teasing.
Lila let out a nervous laugh. "I'm really sorry. I didn't see you, and I was just..." She trailed off, realising she was babbling.
"No worries," he said, waving off her apology. "It's just coffee. Although, I wouldn't mind knowing what blend it is-it might be my new favourite," he added with a wink.
Lila couldn't help but smile at his good natured response. "It's just the campus café's regular brew," she said, feeling a little less embarrassed. "I'm Lila, by the way."
"Ryan," he replied, extending his hand, coffee stain and all. She shook it, feeling a jolt of something-nervousness? Excitement?-as their hands touched.
"Well, Ryan, if you're headed to class, I'll let you go clean up," Lila said, finally finding her voice again.
Ryan glanced at his watch and shrugged. "I've got a few minutes. Besides, it's not every day you get to meet someone under such... memorable circumstances."
Lila laughed, feeling the last of her nerves melt away. "Yeah, I guess it's a story to tell. I should get going, though. Wouldn't want to be late on my first day."
"True. But hey, maybe I'll see you around, Lila," Ryan said, giving her a smile that made her heart skip a beat.
"Yeah, maybe," she replied, her mind already racing with the possibilities.
As she walked away, Lila couldn't help but glance back at Ryan, who was still standing there, watching her go. She smiled to herself, feeling a little lighter, a little more hopeful. Maybe college really would be like the movies-at least in some ways.
And with that, Lila walked into the future, ready for whatever came next, not knowing that this chance encounter was only the beginning of an adventure filled with laughter, drama, and a love she never expected.
Chapter 2: The Meet-Cute
Lila couldn't stop thinking about Ryan after their coffee-spilling incident. The memory of his easy smile and the way he had brushed off the accident lingered in her mind as she navigated through her first day of classes. Every time she recalled his wink and the way he had joked about the coffee, a smile crept onto her face, making her seem more like a daydreaming fool than the focused student she had vowed to be.
By the time her final class of the day rolled around, Lila was exhausted. She stumbled into the lecture hall, balancing her textbooks and searching for an open seat. To her surprise, there were only a few left, and the one closest to the front happened to be right next to Ryan.
Her heart skipped a beat when their eyes met. He smiled and gestured for her to sit next to him. "Hey, we meet again," he said as she settled into the seat beside him.
"Yeah, small world," Lila replied, trying to sound casual despite the butterflies in her stomach. She pulled out her notebook, determined to focus on the lecture rather than the fact that she was sitting next to the guy she hadn't been able to stop thinking about all day.
The professor began the class with an introduction to the course material, but Lila found it hard to concentrate. Ryan's presence was distracting, especially when he leaned over and whispered, "This professor's notorious for giving pop quizzes. Just a heads up."
Lila glanced at him, trying to gauge if he was serious. The smirk on his face told her he was probably teasing, but she made a mental note to stay on top of her reading just in case. "Thanks for the warning," she whispered back, grateful for the tip even if it was a joke.
As the lecture continued, Lila couldn't help but notice how easy it was to talk to Ryan. They exchanged a few more whispered comments about the class, and by the time the professor dismissed them, she felt like she had known him for much longer than just a day.
"So, how's your first day going?" Ryan asked as they packed up their things.
"Surprisingly good, considering I managed to spill coffee on someone before my first class," Lila replied with a laugh.
Ryan chuckled. "Hey, you made it memorable, at least. How about grabbing a coffee that doesn't end up on my shirt? I promise I'll be careful this time."
Lila's heart raced at the invitation. She hadn't expected to be asked out for coffee-especially not on the first day-but she wasn't about to turn down the opportunity. "Sure, I could use a caffeine boost after all these lectures," she agreed, trying to sound nonchalant.
As they walked to the campus café, they talked about their classes, where they were from, and their plans for college. Lila learned that Ryan was from a small town a few hours away and was majoring in psychology, with a minor in theater. He was easy to talk to, and Lila found herself opening up to him more than she usually did with new people.
When they reached the café, Ryan insisted on buying Lila's coffee as a peace offering for the morning mishap. They found a cozy corner to sit and continued their conversation.
"So, what about you, Lila? What's your major?" Ryan asked, genuinely curious.
"I'm studying English, with a focus on creative writing," Lila replied. "I've always loved reading and writing, so it just made sense."
Ryan nodded. "That's awesome. So, do you want to be a writer?"
"Eventually, yeah. I'm not sure what exactly I want to write yet-maybe novels, maybe screenplays. I'm still figuring it out," Lila said, feeling a bit vulnerable admitting her dreams to someone she'd just met.
"Well, whatever you choose, I'm sure you'll be great at it," Ryan said with a reassuring smile. "I'm looking forward to reading your first bestseller."
Lila laughed, feeling her cheeks warm. "You're getting way ahead of yourself. I'm just hoping to survive freshman year."
Ryan grinned. "One step at a time, right? But seriously, it's cool that you know what you're passionate about. Not everyone does."
They continued talking for hours, losing track of time until the sun began to set. Lila was surprised at how comfortable she felt with Ryan, as if they'd known each other forever. When they finally said goodbye, she couldn't help but feel excited about what the future might hold.
As she walked back to her dorm, she replayed the afternoon in her mind, realizing that this day-her first day of college-had already exceeded her expectations. She hadn't just survived; she'd met someone who made her heart race, someone who seemed genuinely interested in getting to know her.
For the first time in a long while, Lila felt like she was exactly where she was supposed to be.
Chapter 3: First Day Fumbles
Lila woke up the next morning with a renewed sense of excitement. The first day of classes had gone better than she could have imagined, and she was eager to see what the rest of the week would bring. After her coffee date with Ryan, she couldn't help but feel optimistic about everything-her classes, making new friends, and maybe even the possibility of romance.
But as soon as she stepped out of her dorm room, reality hit.
Lila was running late. She had accidentally hit the snooze button one too many times, and now she was scrambling to make it to her first class. In her rush to get ready, she managed to spill toothpaste on her shirt, trip over her own feet while putting on her shoes, and nearly forget her backpack.
By the time she reached the classroom, she was out of breath and frazzled. She slipped into the room just as the professor was closing the door, earning a few curious glances from her classmates. Lila quickly found an empty seat in the back and tried to catch her breath, hoping she didn't look as disheveled as she felt.
The class was an introductory course on British literature, one of Lila's favorites. She had been looking forward to it all week, but her morning's chaotic start made it hard to focus. She spent most of the class trying to smooth out her wrinkled shirt and untangle her hair, which had somehow gotten caught in her necklace during her mad dash to class.
Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, the professor called on her to answer a question about the reading assignment. Lila's mind went blank. She hadn't even opened the book yet, having completely forgotten about the assignment in the chaos of her morning.
"Um... I think...," Lila stammered, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She glanced around the room, hoping for some sort of divine intervention.
To her surprise, Ryan, who was sitting a few rows ahead of her, turned slightly in his seat and caught her eye. He mouthed the answer to her-something about the themes of social class in Pride and Prejudice.
Lila quickly repeated what he had mouthed, hoping the professor wouldn't notice that she was completely clueless. To her relief, the professor nodded and moved on to the next student.
As the class continued, Lila silently thanked Ryan for saving her from total humiliation. She made a mental note to actually do the reading next time.
After class, Lila tried to make a quick exit, still feeling flustered from her rough start to the day. But as she stepped into the hallway, she saw Ryan leaning against the wall, waiting for her.
"Rough morning?" he asked with a knowing grin.
"You have no idea," Lila groaned. "Thanks for bailing me out back there. I owe you one."
"No worries. We've all been there," Ryan said. "How about we grab lunch? My treat, as a 'welcome to college' gift."
Lila smiled, grateful for his kindness. "Lunch sounds great. Maybe it'll turn my day around."
They headed to the dining hall together, and as they chatted about their classes and college life, Lila began to relax. Ryan's easygoing nature made her forget about her earlier mishaps, and by the time they finished lunch, she was in much better spirits.
As they were leaving the dining hall, Lila spotted Sophie, her roommate, waving at her from across the room. Sophie was with a group of people, laughing and gesturing animatedly.
"Hey, I'll catch up with you later," Lila said to Ryan. "I see my roommate over there."
"Cool. See you around, Lila," Ryan said with a smile before heading off in the opposite direction.
Lila walked over to Sophie, who was now introducing her to the group. "Lila, these are some friends I just met. Everyone, this is my roommate, Lila."
Lila greeted them with a friendly smile, glad to be meeting more people. The group seemed fun and outgoing, and before she knew it, she was laughing along with them as they shared stories about their first days of college.
As the afternoon wore on, Lila couldn't help but feel grateful for how the day had turned out. Despite the fumbles and the embarrassing moments, she was starting to find her place here. College might be chaotic and unpredictable, but it was also full of possibilities-just like she had always imagined.
And as she headed back to her dorm that evening, she couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, everything was going to be okay after all.