He stared at me and I knew I was done for. I hated him throughout highschool, he betrayed me, to be with _my bestfriend_. I never let anyone else in after him, I’m 19, and _still_. They both hurt me, more than anyone else has my whole life. The two people I thought knew me better than anything—the two people who knew every little secret about my life—_gone_—in an instant.

I never thought I’d see him again—I _never_ wanted to see him again.

My heart broke again, standing right there in class, seeing _him. _

_I need to get out of here. I panicked. It’ll be okay just wait till class is done._

_ _I took deep breathes—nothing helping me.

After class I took off, I needed to talk to my bestfriend—not the one who hurt me—but the one who fixed something she didn’t even break.

I collapsed on the floor right by my door. “How has your day been?” I asked.

“Actually pretty good, we didn’t have any assignments today, so I just worked on writing my book, then got coffee, how about you?”

I hated to make this about me, but I _needed_ her.

“So..” I Paused, my breathing hard, “He came back.”

“Who?” She asked. _Sorry forgot. Should probably clarify…. _“Mason. He’s back.”

“When!” She practically commanded.

“Today,” I took more breathes.

“Are you okay? Oh my goodness.”

I heard a door open, probably my new roommate.

“Hey, gimme one second, I need a snack,” I also added “My new roommate may be here.”

“Let me know. Going to get a snack to.” She brought her phone with her, and I did too.

_Mason_. Shoot. Shoot. Shoot. “Hey,” he said.

“Hello,” I said, turning around, from stuffing my face with granola.

“I take it I’m your new roommate?” He said, _smiling_.

Why was he smiling? Did he not know? _Oh_ _goodness_. Ugh. Get me out of here.

He seemed to talk politely, so I played along.

“Yeah, I think so. So how are you doing?”

“I’m doing good. It’s been a while,” He said, bringing in a brown box.

“Yeah it has.” I said, then crickets. Akward silence echoed the room.

“You mind if I have some?”

“Sure,” I said. Why _my_ snacks? _Rude_.

“Well, I got to go sorry, I have lots of work to do.”

“See you around,” he said. Then walked out of the room with a tiny ziplock bag of granola.

Once the coast was clear lina said, “Masons your new roommate?”

“Mm-hm.”

“Ironic isn’t it?” She smirked.

“Quite and utterly ironic.”

“Look, you’re going to be fine, chances are—you will _rarely_ see him.”

Days went by, and she was _wrong_. I saw him everywhere. He somehow happened to be in all of my classes, and everywhere around campus. I was _literally_ surrounded.

(Part 2 out now!!)