POV JULIE
My name is Julie Bloom, I'm 18 years old, turning 19 in a few weeks, I'm studying my long-desired medical degree, and I'm considered the weird nerd. I have long brown hair, brown eyes, and I'm neither short nor tall, with a body proportional to my size. I always wear clothes that are a size too big because I've never felt comfortable in the type of outfits that the girls at college wear. It's like they're wearing underwear instead of shorts.
- Julie, wake up, dear, - my mom calls from the door.
- I'm coming, Mom, - I say, getting out of bed with my eyes almost closed.
- Your dad and I are leaving for work. Make the coffee, give your brother a bath, and take him to school, - she says before closing the door behind her, leaving me alone in my room.
My parents own a large company that supplies hospitals with medical equipment. They leave for work early every day, and when I wake up, I get ready and take care of my brother. He's 4 years old and my most precious treasure. You know that feeling when you think your world is about to collapse, but then you look to the side and see something that pushes you to get up and keep going? Well, that's how my brother makes me feel. Arthur is my safe harbor; his smile lights up everything for me.
I take a shower, put on a loose shirt and light jeans, and wear my white Converse. I tie my hair in a bun, put on my glasses, and go to wake up my little guy.
- Arthur, wake up. It's time for school, - I say while tickling his foot.
- Let me sleep a little longer, sis, - he says, rubbing his sleepy eyes.
- No way, kiddo. We're taking a shower now, - I say, picking him up and throwing him over my shoulder, making him laugh joyfully. I give him a bath and let him watch cartoons while I prepare breakfast.
SCOTT'S POV
My name is Scott, I'm 19 years old, and I'm the hottest guy in that damn college. I hate having to wake up early every day and do something I don't like. I'm studying Medicine because of my dad, who wants me to be the perfect director of our family's hospital, but what I really want to study is Law because if there's one thing I know how to do, it's get things right—in every sense.
I have all the women I want crawling at my feet. Every day, a different woman visits my bed, but I never repeat. Why would I want to? As far as I know, duplicate stickers don't fill an album, right? Well, I'm Scott Wayans, and I can make any girl fall in love with me because if there's a hotter and more irresistible guy than me, he hasn't been born yet.
- Get up, kid! The only thing you do is go to college, and you don't even care, - my dad shouts from the door of my room.
- I hate having to study Medicine. How many times do I have to say I want to study Law? - I say, going to grab some clothes.
- You can say whatever you want; I already told you that as long as you're supported by me, you'll do what I want, - his voice is filled with arrogance, and that's no surprise since he always makes it a point to flaunt his damn money in my face.
- When I'm done with all this, - I say, spreading my arms and looking around, - I'm out of here and I'm never looking at your face again.
- Then why haven't you left yet? Oh, I know why—because you're useless and can't do anything useful, so you need my money to fund your nights out. - His usual shouts startled me due to my groggy state.
- You know very well that if I haven't left, it's because of Mom and Hanna, who always ask me not to.
I raise my voice but lower it instantly when I see his face tense up. - You've been warned. Get dressed and go to college now. - He says, slamming the door hard.
- SO MUCH HATE!!! - I shout, throwing the first thing I see against the wall.
I go into the bathroom and take a quick shower, put on the clothes I picked out, and look for my phone. And guess what? The thing I threw was my damn phone.
- Crap, crap, crap... Now I'm going to have to buy a new phone.
I put on some cologne and head to college to see the hot girls there because it's the only thing that motivates me to face that boredom every day.