The year was 1998. Cameron Westfield was eighteen and starting her freshman year at Springfield College in Springfield Massachusetts. She'd just gotten to her room. It was a single. After unpacking some she went to the bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was short about five foot two. Her hair was dark brown and long. Her eyes were the same color. She had small black rim glasses. She was the bookworm type.

Cameron had been at school for two weeks. She'd gotten a job at a coffee shop and was starting tutoring session with a senior at the college today. She went to his dorm room and knocked. A big muscular guy answered the door.

"I'm looking for John Cena." She said.

"That's me."

"I'm your tutor, Cameron Westfield."

"Oh, you're Cameron." He said surprised.

"Yeah."

"Come on in."

She went inside. "Let me guess." "You were expecting a guy?"

"Yeah."

"Sorry to disappoint you." "Let's get started."

"Ok." They sat down at a desk in his room. She noticed what looked like a half finished letter.

"Sorry did I interrupt something?"

"I was just writing a letter to my girlfriend Liz." "She goes to Boston College."

"How long have you two been together?"

"Since our senior year in high school." "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"I did but we broke up at the beginning of last year."

"Why?"

"I really don't want to talk about it." "Let's get started with what you're good and bad at."

Two days Cameron was at work. John came in and up to the counter.

"Hi Cameron." He said.

"Hi." "I didn't know you worked here."

"I started here two weeks ago."

"I'll take a regular coffee."

She got the coffee. "That's a dollar fifty."

John paid for the coffee. "See you for tutoring later."

"Ok bye."

"Bye."