Chapter 1, an Introduction to Donald's life.

I'm 20 years old, and attending my Junior year of college at Barden University. My name is Donald and I'm majoring in music production. I'm one of the lead vocalists for the Treblemakers. Mostly because of my ability to beat box, rap, and sing. You could certainly say that I'm in my prime. I'm studying something I enjoy, going to the best parties, hooking up with the hottest girls, and performing, which is my only love at the moment.

Welcome week was upon us at school. All of the freshman, and the new transfer students would be moving into dorms and exploring campus. I live on campus in a dorm, with Bumper, a fellow treblemaker. We both think the same when it comes to simple living, and just hooking up. We have a system for when we need to use the room, and who's going to have to find another place to stay. It's all very specifically tailored to the bro code.

I was standing in the quad leaning against a tree, watching all of the freshmen with their over packed bags and their sad parents struggling to get into their rooms. I spotted several jocks, preps, nerds, and just about every stereotype in between. I turned to bumper, who stood next to me to see him staring in the direction of a taxi. I looked to where his eyes were fixated and saw a girl. She wasn't just any girl, she was tan, with long wavy hair that went past her perfect boobs. She was wearing short shorts and a white tank top that really made me appreciate women with perfect curves. It took pretty much everything I had not to drop my jaw. I wanted to talk to her; badly.

By the looks of his face, Bumper was also checking her out, and wanted her just as badly as I did. I decided I wasn't going to let him get to her. With one look at Bumper I said, "I'll be back." Then crossed the quad, right in her direction.

"Hi there. I'm a part of the welcoming committee, My name is Donald." I smiled and held out my hand. When she took it I kissed hers. She laughed.

"Right. The welcoming committee. Just say hi next time Donald." she slyly smiled. I held my hands up in defense. I was caught at my game.

"You're smart. I'm sorry, that was stupid."

"It's okay, you're cute." She smiled up at me. She said I was cute. Her eyes were so blue. She thinks I'm cute. Yes. I was basically half way in.

"So, what's your name?" I asked her.

"Emma. Sorry I'm kind of in a hurry but here, take my number, but don't ask me on a date. We can definitely hang out sometime though."

I stood there kind of speechless when she wrote the number down on a piece of paper and placed it into my hand. She was blunt, and she clearly knew I was very attracted to her. She was driving me crazy and I had only met her five minutes ago.

"I'll see you around, Donald." She smiled at me one last time then walked away.

If love were real, I'd say I fell hard at first sight.